Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 232 - 179 The Thing He Worried About Most Still Happened_2

Chapter 232: Chapter 179 The Thing He Worried About Most Still Happened_2

Hunter Warren hooked his lips in a smile: "I did it, I turned it off. You seemed exhausted, so I wanted you to get some extra sleep."

"You? Oh my God, Hunter Warren, you killed me. I had something important this morning."

"No worries, I’ve already canceled it for you."

Faye Townsend was dumbstruck: "My God, that was a contract worth tens of millions."

Hunter Warren smiled lightly: "I’ll reimburse you for that sum. Right now, I’m at Townsend Corp; hurry over, let’s have lunch together today."

"Huh? What are you doing at Townsend Corp?"

"I came to ask Richard Townsend something."

"Then I’ll be quick."

When Faye Townsend arrived at the company, she didn’t go to the office but directly to Richard Townsend.

When she entered, both men were silent.

She looked at them: "Why aren’t you two talking?"

"I’m waiting for Richard Townsend’s answer. He claims Walter Hansen is a murderer—it must not be without evidence. What is it based on?" Hunter Warren motioned for her to come over, and she sat down, looking towards Richard Townsend as well.

She was quite curious about this too.

Richard Townsend frowned in irritation: "Faye, when the accident with our parents happened, you were already the Warren Family’s daughter-in-law, so you might not know what occurred then.

Actually, the night before the accident, I overheard Walter Hansen arguing with my dad in his study.

He asserted that he would marry no one but you.

Dad called it nonsense and told him to pack up and leave our house.

At that time, I didn’t think much of it and just took some money from Dad to go out and drink with my buddies.

I spent the entire night in the bar, and it wasn’t until the next morning that I was sent back home.

After the driver dropped me off at our door, I sent him away.

I was too tired to move, so I decided to lie down in the car and catch some sleep first.

Not long after, I heard the sound of my dad’s car door from the front of the vehicle.

I’m usually a heavy sleeper, but for some reason, I woke up suddenly that day.

Right when I sat up, I saw Walter Hansen sneaking away from that car and leaving.

As he walked away, he kept looking around as if he was hiding from someone.

After all, he was our family driver, and there was nothing wrong with him using the family car, so I didn’t think much of it and fell back asleep.

I never expected that my mom and dad would take that car out that day and that they would never return.

If I had known... If I had known something would happen, I would’ve definitely checked the car for any issues."

As he spoke, Richard Townsend covered his eyes with his right hand.

"That day... I didn’t even get to see my parents for one last time.

I don’t know when they left the house, but when the servants rushed into my room to tell me that something had happened to my parents, all I had left was an overwhelming sense of regret.

The night before, Mom asked me to stay at home for dinner, but I said... I had to go out for drinks with my buddies and wouldn’t eat at home.

I still remember how she looked at me then.

When I went to ask Dad for money, I can’t forget that mix of regret, resentment, and affection in his eyes.

They left us too suddenly—just too suddenly."

Richard Townsend’s voice was clearly choking up as he spoke; Faye Townsend too covered her eyes, crying.

Although Richard Townsend always behaved frivolously, he was actually a dutiful son before his parents.

The remorse in his heart was something Faye Townsend also deeply shared.

Growing up, her parents had treated her like a princess.

They would have done anything to give her everything she wanted.

Dad used to say that since she came knocking on his door, he would keep pampering her, making her the happiest princess in the world.

Back when she decided to pursue Hunter Warren—who at the time was not the first in line to inherit Warren Group—her father supported her choice wholeheartedly.

Dad said life is short; if his children couldn’t even chase the life they desire,

Then his years of striving to earn money to give his family a better life would have been for nothing.

The reason she could be so persistent and relentlessly use her thick-skinned tactics to cling to Hunter Warren was precisely because she had the strong emotional support from her parents.

After her parents passed away, she had been consumed by self-blame, regretful that she hadn’t spent more time with them.

Why she hadn’t shown filial piety like other daughters—cooking meals for her parents, washing dishes, massaging their feet, watching movies and chatting with them.

She was full of remorse, so much so that every time she thought of her parents, she felt as if her heart was being hollowed out.