Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife-Chapter 936 - 974: What Is Reality

Because he thought of past memories, he suddenly found himself immersed again in that period of history, struggling to escape, almost forgetting that those events had happened before, and that he was no longer a 9-year-old child.

"I’m sorry for worrying you, I just thought of some unpleasant things, but I’m fine now." he said.

"It’s good that you’re okay," she said, "Um... could you relax your grip a bit? You’re squeezing too tightly."

Only then did he realize and quickly let go of her hand, only to see that her originally delicate, pale hands had been pinched so hard they turned red.

Just now, how hard had he been squeezing her hand in his dazed state? Thinking of this, Kyle Kinston felt a pang of self-recrimination.

He gently rubbed her hand, "Does it hurt?"

"It’s fine, it’ll be alright soon," she said, "Let’s go, let’s find another place to eat. I’ll check what good restaurants K City has." As she spoke, she took out her phone and began to search.

"Mabel..." his voice softly echoed in her ear, "Those things said in the noodle shop, you..." He paused, as if he was unable to continue speaking.

Mabel Quinn lifted her head to look at Kyle Kinston, only to see on his face, hesitance, unease, struggle, confusion... It was a look so rarely seen on him, a blend of emotion.

"What?" she asked.

"Don’t you... have anything to ask me?" he said, his voice nearly choked.

She paused momentarily, "Do you mean the matters about your mother, spoken by the people in the noodle shop?"

He pursed his lips without making a sound, but his expression let Mabel Quinn know he did mean this matter. She said, "Regardless of what happened, your mother has passed away, may the deceased rest in peace. Those remarks are merely others’ criticisms, why overthink them?"

"What if what people said has some truth to it?" he murmured.

She looked astonished, really?! So his mother actually had another man... "But, that’s everyone’s personal choice, to me, she is your mother and also my mother-in-law, that fact won’t change." she said, her apricot eyes showing no contempt or disgust.

Suddenly, he pulled her into his embrace, holding her softly as he said, "That person was not some lover of my mother’s, my mother was forced..." And he knew his mother was forced, yet he couldn’t help with anything until...

Her heart suddenly ached, a woman of considerable beauty, fallen, with a child, forced to be with a man she did not love... Maybe reality had been too heavy for his mother.

"That person is already dead, and paid a price for his past actions. Your mother, if her spirit watches over us, would find peace." She gently patted his back, seemingly comforting him. If what was said in the noodle shop was true, then perhaps the man’s death truly was arranged by Kyle’s father.

After all, how could a man who loved so deeply endure his beloved being hurt by another man?

"Yes, he’s dead, already dead." he murmured, what remained unsaid was... his own dark past and bloodstained hands.