As he spoke of his mother, there was an expression of loneliness on Cole’s ethereal and handsome face.
Angeline recalled that he had once said that he was a n only child in the family, that his half-brothers and sisters were too many to count and that he felt quite strangely about the structure of his family.
"Did your mother not care that your father was out running amok?" Angeline asked. Maybe it was out of curiosity or maybe it was out of concern for Cole as a friend.
Cole's warm smile became a bit bitter as he spoke in a helpless tone.
"My mother was my father's original match. When she married my father, I thought my father would follow the monogamous system. But my father only amused my mother on the surface and secretly hooked up with other beautiful women. When my mother found out about those love affairs, I was so angry that I almost jumped off a building. My father knelt for my mother for three days and three nights before she forgave him.
"I thought that my father would really regret it, but later, I found out that he had only gotten worse. Every time he went on a business trip, he would always bring home a beautiful woman with a big belly. When my mother got angry, she would go to the family
prayer room and pray to God, never looking at my father again. Yet, my father would still insist on going into the prayer hall for a few hours every day."
Angeline was dumbfounded. "Your dad is unusual. Other men would have forgotten the old when they have a new love. The way your father treated your mother was still quite kind and righteous."
The righteous heart in Angelina's being made her outraged for what happened to Cole's mother." Anyway, your father let your mother down. There's only one love for your mother but since your father could not give her pure love, why bother trying to appease your mother?"
Cole looked at the indignant Angeline and said in a daze, "You’re very similar to my mother. You’re both affectionate and dedicated to love. Moreover, you know that the man you love is a scumbag. Yet, you’re still unwilling to leave him. You’d rather be wronged and be unwilling to break through the shackles to start a new life."
Angeline was dazed, unable to speak for a long time.
"Perhaps, loving him has already become a habit. It’s like the habit of eating three meals a day that has been integrated into one’s life. You can’t change it," Angeline said, tears wetting her eyes.
Cole heaved a long sigh. "Angeline, look at me. I love you too. The first time I saw you, it was as if the rays o f the scorching sun had suddenly appeared in the dark night. It made me so happy. I can't guarantee that I can give you the happiness you want, but I can assure you that if you stay with me, I will live a life of monogamy. I won't make you feel wronged or make you cry..."
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