A Love Reborn: Finding Romance Twice In One Lifetime
Chapter 257: HER GRIEVANCE

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: HER GRIEVANCE

On the other side, Calista and Hayes were whispering to each other, ignoring the many pairs of eyes currently watching them.

"You must take care of yourself when I am gone. I won’t be there to protect you or shield you from now on," Hayes reminded concernedly, especially when he thought of how Orson’s face was dark yesterday when he left.

He was the only source of trouble that Calista could encounter in this backward place.

Calista smiled reassuringly as she patted the other’s shoulder, replying, "Don’t worry. I might be weak, but that doesn’t mean that I will let myself be bullied. This big sis will take care of herself. Just worry about yourself!"

"Hehe, what’s there to worry about?"

"I have heard godmother complaining. When you go back, treat your women like they are treasures. They are human beings with feelings," Calista advised, her eyes narrowing dangerously as she looked at him.

Hayes shuddered when he got pointed at that. He couldn’t help but scratch his nose, embarrassingly saying, "Sis, you_" However, she cut him.

"Hayes, rather than filling the backyard with numerous women. I advise you to settle whatever grievances you have with the ones available first. I know that love is an unfair game. You might not be able to love them all the same, treat them the same and so forth, but the best that you can do is let them know that you care.

When you have a principal wife, learn to respect her and show the rest of the women that she is the woman you chose to lead the household. When you ignore your principal wife and treat her worse than a concubine, everyone else will follow suit.

If you don’t love your woman, rather than caging her in her courtyard and making her a laughingstock, it’s better to set her free. At least she can have another chance out there to live her life and find another way to be happy."

Calista was mostly worried about Hayes. Her godmother had been complaining about how inattentive he was towards his wives and kids. She was surprised by how he treated her, and that became the source of her suspicion that something might be going on between the two. Which wasn’t true.

She just hoped that when he returned, he would treat these women nicely since he chose them. At the same time, she was afraid of making enemies. Women were jealous by nature, and it was possible to have people who hated you when you hadn’t done anything to them at all.

In her case, it would be normal to be hated. After all, Hayes did a lot of impossible things. That would make people wonder.

Eavesdropping on this conversation were Jeremy and Orson, who had just arrived but didn’t dare move closer. They both never expected to hear Calista lecturing Hayes like that.

Orson looked at the two with a complicated gaze, while Jeremy wore an appreciative gaze on his face, finding Calista more pleasant to the eye.

"I hear you, sis. I will make sure to treat them well from now on. How can I not, when you have said so much?" Hayes said, acquiescing to all the demands that had been made for him.

He knew what she was insinuating and how it made sense. Since the other was worried about him, he felt touched and loved. She was concerned about him, and that was all that mattered to him.

"And you as well. Whatever issues you have with Orson, talk them out. If you can come to an agreement, then find a way to do so. Otherwise, if it can’t work, then don’t waste each other’s time."

Calista grinned as she ruffled his hair after he said that. "Don’t worry. We will talk things out!" she promised.

Hayes nodded at her with a smile before he asked curiously, "But seriously, what did you say to him to make him leave with a black face like that?"

Seeing the gossipy Hayes back, Calista looked at the other dumbfoundedly and chuckled lightly, finding him amusing and never changing for a man.

Orson was very nervous after hearing this. He didn’t want to listen to her talking about their matters to another man, and yet he was curious to find out how she would interpret the matter and relay it to the other person.

Jeremey was also curious about this as well.

Calista wanted to share this matter with someone else as well. She couldn’t share it with the ladies. They would always encourage her to give in like they have been doing for years. Talking it out with Hayes might give her some insights and probably help her think about the matter in another way.

Knowing that the clock was ticking, she hurriedly summarized the gist of the story with Hayes, and by the time she was done, Hayes was dumbfounded and so was Jeremy.

Jeremy looked at Orson with a pitiful gaze, finding his road of pursuit to be very rough.

Wasn’t this a bit too ridiculous?

Hayes speechlessly looked at Calista for a while before he responded, "sis. If it were me, I would have stormed out like that. Isn’t this a bit too much?"

It was Calista’s turn to scratch her nose as she looked at Hayes with embarrassment. Now that she was narrating the story to someone else, the level of shamelessness was too much. However, was she someone to accept defeat?

No, she wasn’t.

"I know it’s too much, but you don’t understand us women, Hayes. This is my second marriage. He is the second man I have been with in my life. I care for him, otherwise I wouldn’t have had children with him. If I didn’t harbor any feelings for him, I wouldn’t have sacrificed the last bottle of medicine to treat the kids he loves so much and even volunteered to give him some to treat his deceased wife’s relatives.

I am a woman, and I have feelings. I get hurt as well, no matter how strong I look. Whenever I recall how he left for months without a single letter or bothered to just send one of his many men to see how I was doing. My heart aches a lot. I feel so much pain that all I want to do is hurt something.

When I learnt that I was pregnant, I was happy since that was something that I have always wanted, but when I thought that he left me alone while carrying his child. I was stressed so badly. If people who cared for me did not surround me, I would have suffered badly.

I then moved on, started my life, got busy, made friends and lived happily. And then, boom, he appeared. It wasn’t for me, that’s what really pains me. If his daughters weren’t on the verge of death, I wouldn’t have seen him anywhere near this place. He would have just acted as if I had never existed.

He came here with a woman he surely knew loved him. What was he trying to imply? When that vixen called my children bastards, he just stood there and watched as if it had nothing to do with me. Tell me, Hayes. Such a kind of man. Are you sure that he loves me or he just wants what I have and can give him?"