Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 230 - 178 There are indeed many doubts about Walter Hansen 2

Chapter 230: Chapter 178 There are indeed many doubts about Walter Hansen 2

When you’re in a relationship, not seeing each other for a day makes you feel like something’s missing.

I don’t oppose you young people dating freely.

Faye is my daughter, and I care deeply about her happiness.

So, if Faye likes you, I would never stand in the way of you being together.

But if Faye doesn’t have any feelings for you, I can’t force her to be with you just because you like her, don’t you agree?"

Walter was left a bit embarrassed by Edward Townsend’s words.

"Uncle Townsend, I know Faye doesn’t like me now, but I will work hard.

For her, I have been changing all along."

He said as he took out a passbook from his pocket and put it on the table: "This is the salary I earned in the Townsend Family over the years, plus the money I made following your stock tips during phone conversations, this is all of it.

Although it may be just a drop in the ocean for you, it’s everything to me, and I’m willing to give it all to Faye."

Edward Townsend picked up the passbook, glanced at it, and couldn’t help but laugh: "Wow, Walter, you’ve done well, you’ve saved quite a bit over the years.

If you had your eyes set on another girl instead of Faye, this money would be enough for you two to spend half a lifetime together."

"But I only have feelings for Faye; she’s the only one I want to marry."

Edward Townsend patted his shoulder: "Faye has always been my spoiled child. I still hold the same stance, I support her in pursuing the happiness she desires, and as you know, she already has someone she likes."

"But Hunter Warren doesn’t love Faye, Uncle Townsend, I really don’t understand why you would push your daughter into the flames."

"Flames? How can pursuing one’s happiness be considered stepping into the flames?

By your standards, being with you wouldn’t be the flames?

She doesn’t like you, would forcing her make her happy?

Walter, you’ve never been a father, so you simply don’t understand a father’s expectations for his children.

Money isn’t important, as long as she’s happy, even if Hunter is penniless.

But if she’s not happy, it wouldn’t matter even if he owned the world.

That’s my way as a father of supporting my daughter’s happiness.

Walter, you’re a smart kid; I believe you understand my words. I advise you to clear up your feelings."

"I can’t clear them up." Walter looked down, his eyes filled with pain: "Uncle Townsend, you, having experienced this, must know what it’s like to love someone. I’m sincere."

Edward Townsend frowned: "If you can’t clear them up, then use time to forget.

I think, for the time being, it’s better if you don’t come to work; go back home for a few days to relax.

Forget about Faye, and when you come back, you’ll always be welcome."

Edward Townsend finished speaking, patting his shoulder once more: "I’m not trying to send you away; I’m doing this for your own good. Think about my words carefully, your aunt is still waiting for me to have dinner; I’ll be off now."

Edward Townsend walked to the study door and opened it. Richard Townsend, who was eavesdropping, fell right in.

Edward Townsend frowned and scolded: "What are you doing here?"

"I... Ahem, Dad, I have a dinner with friends tonight, and it’s my turn to pay. You froze my card, so I don’t even dare to go out. Just for tonight, could you help me save face?"

Edward Townsend glanced back at Walter before dragging Richard Townsend away.

Walter lowered his gaze to the savings in his passbook, which to him was an astronomical figure, experiencing repeated pangs of hurt and resentment.

Faye recalled how Walter mentioned leaving because of her, instantly remembering the riverside scene when he confessed to her on her birthday that year.

"So, can you swear to heaven that my parents’ death has nothing to do with you?"

Walter smiled: "Of course, I could swear a thousand times."

Faye nodded: "Alright, I’ll trust you one more time, let my brother go, and I’ll take him back to our country."

She said this and set down the coffee cup in her hand: "I heard you’re busy, so I won’t disturb you any longer. I’m leaving first."

She stood to leave, but Walter grabbed her wrist: "Faye... I’m still not married, and what I said to you back then still stands.

I have succeeded now and can give you everything you want."

"I only want Hunter Warren." Faye smiled lightly: "I want nothing else."

Walter released her wrist, and she walked away without hesitation.

As she came downstairs, Declan Rivers was pacing worriedly in the lobby.

Seeing her come out, he hurriedly approached: "Faye, did you see him?"

Faye smiled and nodded: "I saw him, let’s go, back to the police station."

The two left together, and on the way, Hunter Warren called, and Faye picked up: "Hello."

"How did it go?"

"Very smoothly, we’re going to the police station to pick up someone before heading back."

"So, I’ll be seeing you tonight then."

Faye glanced at her watch: "It’s already almost three, even if we head back, it should be very late too. Don’t wait up for me, get some rest with the kids."

"Alright, you don’t need to worry about this, take care of your matters with peace of mind; I’ll be waiting for you at home."

"Okay." After hanging up, a faint smile appeared on Faye’s lips.

The thought of him waiting for her at home inexplicably comforted her.

When they reached the police station, the officer released Richard Townsend upon seeing her.

Faye led him out of the police station, his face cold as he harshly questioned, grabbing her wrist: "What were you doing just now? Begging that bastard?"

Faye rolled her eyes at him: "No."

"Good, then you all can go back, I still need to settle the score with that bastard."

Richard Townsend said and was about to leave when Faye grabbed him, reversing her grip: "You need evidence if you’re suspicious of someone. Do you have any?"

"You really know, how did he tell you?

I’m telling you; there’s definitely something fishy with Walter.

If there wasn’t, why wouldn’t he dare face me head-on?"

"So you don’t have evidence, just biting on intuition? You know this is nonsense, right?"

"What do you understand, you ingrate.

Did he say he likes you so you think he’s a good person?"

Faye was speechless, rolling her eyes at him: "Can’t you stop being impulsive? I’m not saying he’s good.

We don’t even know the extent of Walter’s development in Malaysia.

Knowing the enemy and yourself gives you more chances of winning.

Hanging around here is just a waste of time, come back with me first, and we’ll plan slowly.

If our parents’ deaths weren’t an accident, then I absolutely wouldn’t let go of anyone who dared lay a hand on them.

This time, I’m with you."

Successfully persuading Richard Townsend, she took the flight back, her lips continuously upturned.

It’s been years since she and Richard had achieved such consensus to cooperate on something together.

In her eyes, this was indeed something worth celebrating and rejoicing over.

When they returned to Anchester, it was already late into the night. Faye didn’t let Declan Rivers arrange a car, and was planning to take a taxi, but upon exiting the airport, she saw the vehicle Hunter Warren had arranged to pick them up.

The four of them got into the car together, and since it was very late, Faye instructed the driver to drop the three of them at the hotel.

As for her, she went home with the car last.

Hunter Warren hadn’t gone to sleep and was waiting for her.

Upon returning home, she first checked the children’s room; the two kids were sleeping soundly.

Entering the bedroom, Faye was suddenly embraced by Hunter Warren, who had been hiding behind the door to surprise her.

She was truly startled, turning to look at him: "You nearly gave me a heart attack. Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

The room was dark, with no lights on.

Hunter Warren kissed her by her ear: "Didn’t I say I would wait for you?"

He casually switched on the light, looking at her tired face: "You must be exhausted today."

Faye walked to the bed and sat down, raising a hand to rub her temples: "Physically no, but emotionally."

Hunter Warren walked over, gently stroking her head: "What’s troubling you? You seem to have a lot on your mind."

She reached out and gently embraced his waist, resting her face on his abdomen.

"Hunter, my parents might not have died naturally."

"What?" Hunter Warren was taken aback, kneeling in front of her: "What do you mean by that? What do you mean they might not have died naturally?"

"Richard went to Malaysia to find Walter because he suspects that Walter killed my parents."

"I remember on the day of the accident, it was Dad himself driving."

Faye nodded: "That’s right, and that’s precisely why I never suspected anything else.

But my brother seems very certain about this.

Plus, in truth, Walter is quite suspicious. I asked him why he didn’t do business with Anchester businessmen after becoming successful; he said because he didn’t want others to know he used to be a driver.

I asked him why he didn’t attend my parents’ funeral, especially since they were good to him.

He said it was because of me. The night before my parents died, he proposed to them, saying he wanted to be with me."

Hunter Warren stared at her in disbelief: "Walter asked to marry you? An ordinary driver, where did he get the audacity?"

Faye bit her lip: "Actually... on my 20th birthday, Walter confessed to me."

"Why didn’t you ever tell me about this?"

Faye shrugged: "For all these years, our relationship hasn’t been great. On my 20th birthday, I tried to find you hoping to use the occasion to reconcile, but you ignored me. I was heartbroken, and upon hearing Walter’s confession, I didn’t feel like telling you.

Besides, even if I had told you back then, you probably wouldn’t have cared. You were so focused on defending Sebastian Sheldon at the time."

Faye sighed, closing her eyes in frustration: "Tell me, if my parents were indeed murdered, what should I do..."

She covered her mouth with her hand: "I feel so distressed."

Hunter Warren held her tightly: "If that’s the case, then we start investigating.