True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1586

"You don't think anything is wrong with my ways?" Leah was a little surprised. She didn't seem to believe Ernest's words, there was doubt in his tone. "You're a righteous man but you're not going to question what I just said?"

"There's nothing questionable about it, it's good logic. If a man broke his promise, he should be punished accordingly. But I hope you'll never meet such irresponsible men in the future."

Leah understood him in the dark, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards, revealing a proud smile. "Since you said that, I'm assuming you're one of the responsible men out there?"

Ernest nodded and said softly, "Yes, I'm a very responsible person. I want to live the best life I can have, so that's why I'm being cautious and passive."

Leah suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She yanked the blankets and turned around to face Ernest. Even though they couldn't see each other in the dark, she was still a little nervous. She said slowly, "Ernest."

Upon hearing Leah's voice, Ernest was enchanted.

His entire body went stiff as she faced him. Her voice was painfully seductive.

A sharp light flashed through Ernest's eyes. He felt a blow of hot breath pressing against him.

He almost couldn't hold back his urge to hug Leah.

Leah took a deep breath and said, "That's why I feel like marriage is a contract. Both parties should be accountable for their responsibilities, only then can such a person be deemed as someone responsible.

My father isn't a real man, that's why he was struck with an illness. But the illness isn't what's important to him, no, the loss of his pleasure is. Now that God has taken away his pleasure, he's left with torture, mental and physical torture that holds him back from the tastes he would have been getting.

Heaven is fair, it punishes people accordingly so that each of us has equality. Would it be too much if I said all that to him?"

Ernest smiled helplessly. He thought she was about to say something else, but she ended up saying so much for the sake of condemning her father.

"Did he treat you horribly?" asked Ernest softly.

"The way he treated me was neither good nor bad, but at least I didn't starve to death. From ten to eighteen years old, and even up till college and university, I was the one who had to raise myself. His illness cost me half of the money I earned from the rights of my books, and as for the other half, I didn't want to spend it on him. I intend to buy a place for myself." Leah smiled. "But I'm conflicted now that he has to stay in the hospital for a while longer. Even though I've complained about him non-stop, I have to continue paying for his treatment. I want to prolong his suffering."

This silly girl.

The way she talked about him proved she had complicated feeling for her father.

"You still love him." Ernest said, "He's your father after all. There's nothing wrong with you paying for his medical bills. You're worried about him but you're also angry at him. You're feeling conflicted now, but I know even after saying all these things, you will still continue to help him with his treatment."

Leah stuck her tongue out in the dark, feeling a little embarrassed.

He had seen through her thoughts.

She didn't deny it, and spoke no further.

"You've done the best that you could. Not everyone can do what you've done." Ernest said sincerely.

Leah sighed, "I don't know if what I'm doing is right. Either way, I have a clear conscience. Compared to what he did to me, what I've done for him was extremely benevolent and selfless. I don't feel sad seeing him ill, only regret and hatred. Seeing him in pain, I hope his life will come to a stop. But then I think about what he's done in the past, and I pity him. No, he has to suffer. I hope that he will repent, even though I know there's a slim possibility that it'll ever happen."

"Do what your heart tells you," said Ernest. "I know you'll be able to keep a clear conscience, that's the best decision you can make."

They talked for a long, long time, as if they were letting out the thoughts that were gnawing at their minds.

After some time had passed, they stopped talking and were ready to fall asleep.

Leah slept soundly, but she was clueless as she rolled to Ernest's side, even snuggling into his arms.

Ernest felt her scent waft into his nose in the middle of her night. Her soft body leaned against his, and he felt his blood rushing at the contact.

His drowsiness had been driven away, and he was now sweating profusely.

In the dark, he looked down to see her petite

outline.

He breathed in her faint scent, and he could only describe it as clear and enticing.

There was nothing he could do, and he desperately wanted to take a cold shower

However, Leah was clinging to him tightly, he couldn't move a muscle.

Leah had one leg over his waist, and her other leg was secured onto him.

The position felt a little too intimate.

The veins on Ernest's forehead were throbbed. He was on the verge of collapsing when Leah muttered, "Haha, we're hugging."

Ernest was shocked. He thought Leah was awake, but when he looked down, he found Leah breathing evenly.