Chapter 240 - The Estrangement between Father and Daughter (2/2)
“Mo Xuetong, when I take charge of the family, you will answer to me. I will send you to the temple and you will forever be an unmarried old woman. I will make sure you die from unknown causes, just like your mother.”
Mo Huawen heard Mo Yufeng’s declaration when he entered. He also saw how he waved his fists angrily at Mo Xuetong. Mo Huawen could not control his anger any longer. He slapped Mo Yufeng forcefully and yelled angrily. “You unfilial son!”
He already felt too embarra.s.sed to face Tong’er. How dare the son of that s.l.u.t come to threaten her.
Mo Huawen saw how Mo Xuetong’s eyes were filled with sadness and strength, and how she bit her lips. Her face was pale and yet she stood there, her fists clenched. His heart hurt badly for her. He had still failed Tong’er.
He looked at his son who had been shocked by his appearance. Mo Yufeng was covering his face with his hand. Disappointment filled Mo Huawen’s eyes.
A concubine’s son was still indeed a concubine’s son. He was not educated at all. What kind of rumors would spread should others see this?
Perhaps he really should remarry quickly. He must not let Tong’er be alone and helpless in the family. For the first time every, Mo Huawen wanted to quickly marry Xu Yan. That woman seemed to get along well with Tong’er. Furthermore, they were relatives and she used to stay at the Fu General Manor. She would treat Tong’er well and help her to get over her emotional troubles.
“Father!” Mo Yufeng looked at Mo Huawen, who had appeared suddenly, in shock. He saw the anger in Mo Huawen’s eyes and felt a chill run down his spine. He s.h.i.+vered and sobered up. He knelt down forcefully and said, “Father, Father. It is my fault. I should not have come to make trouble for Third Sister. I drank too much earlier, so I had spoken nonsense. Please forgive me, Father.”
Mo Yufeng was not so rash usually. He was so frightened he shook. Auntie Fang had just caused such a big scandal and now her son was threatening his younger sister. His father had always doted on the little s.l.u.t, so he would definitely be even angrier.
“I do not dare to be your father. Aren’t you not going to let me have any legitimate sons? Didn’t you say that everything in this manor belongs to you? Aren’t you going to send your sister to the temple and have her die from unknown causes!” Mo Huawen asked coldly. His voice turned even more frigid with every statement.
“Father, Father. It was a careless mistake. It’s not true. I was fl.u.s.tered when I suddenly heard what happened to Auntie Fang, which was why I behaved so out of character.” Mo Yufeng pleaded as he kowtowed frantically.
“Men, take Young Master away. Have him study in his own courtyard. If he goes out and makes trouble again, break his legs.” Mo Huawen said coldly with a frown on his face.
Servants came up and dragged the crying and screaming Mo Yufeng away.
Mo Xuetong watched Mo Yufeng being dragged away and then looked at her father coldly from the tall steps she was on. Her eyes were distant and cold and devoid of their usual softness and gentleness. Even though she wanted to understand her father, she truly could not. Her mother had been killed by Auntie Fang. Her father knew that, but he had not handled the matter well.
Her mother’s hatred, anger, heart pain… Was she receiving such treatment only because she did not have a son!
Sons. Sons were really important to men!
“Tong’er…” Mo Huawen looked at Mo Xuetong who was standing under the eaves. She looked so fragile but determined. That pain, the pinched lips on her pale face, the sadness in her eyes that could not be hidden. She was like a small injured animal as she looked at others warily. She hid behind a mask of strength, clothing herself with coldness and sharpness.
… Mo Xuetong slowly said, “Father, please go back. I am tired.” Her voice was a little hoa.r.s.e and tired. Mo Xuetong felt exhausted. Her hands were clenched tightly and the sharp pain in her palms slowly brought her back to consciousness.
She was truly tired. She did not know what she said to Mo Huawen. She only felt that her life was completely devoid of any trace of light.
So what if she had found her mother’s killer? Her mother could not come back to life and her father had not sought revenge for her mother. Then what was the point of finding the real killer?
Mo Huawen’s heart throbbed as he looked at his daughter’s fragile face. He felt pathetic as he tried to smile. He said gently, “Then go to bed early since you are tired. Don’t fall ill.”
Mo Xuetong did not say anything. She turned around with the help of her maids. She looked like Luo Xia, for she was strong in her fragility. That woman had borne everything with those gentle and weak shoulders of hers. For him, for her child. She had left silently just to ensure their safety. But for the first time, Mo Huawen doubted her decision.
Why had she been so stubborn then? Why did she not discuss things with him before making a decision? Why did she not wait for him to talk? Did she not trust him despite all those years of being husband and wife? He would do anything she asked. She was the one who had strongly requested that he take a few concubines.
She wanted him to have sons and daughters, so he had a few with his concubines.
She wanted her child to be in an inconspicuous position. He had done that too. Mo Xuetong was the third child. Not in front nor behind. She had older and younger siblings.
He listed to her in everything and would do anything for her. However, she still left him and their daughter behind. Was that right! Why did she not wait, wait for him to find another way out before making a decision? Even if they had to leave their home and go to the countryside, it would still be much better than their current situation.
His heart hurt so much that he could not breathe. He looked at the dejected expression on his daughter’s face. Mo Huawen propped himself up on a tree and looked up, hiding the pain he felt in his heart…
There were things that could not be said upfront! Could his Tong’er really understand him?
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