Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 506 - 243 Silly Girl, I Said I Love You_2

Chapter 506: Chapter 243 Silly Girl, I Said I Love You_2

The top of the dress was white, and the bottom was blue, a very beautiful navy blue.

My classmates all stood beside me and complimented how beautiful her dress was.

At that time, sitting at the same desk as her, I was only wearing a slightly small floral shirt and grey trousers.

There was a stark contrast between us.

And that was the first time I resented in my heart, wondering why my dad couldn’t be the director of the factory.

Why did my family have to be so poor.

If only my dad could also go on business trips every day and then bring back a lot of money, I would rather not have him with me.

But the truth was, my dad had a lot of free time, and in the end, he was laid off from the coal mine.

He had plenty of time every day.

My dad stayed at home for nearly two years before he went to work in the iron and steel industry.

And he worked at that job for thirty years."

"But your dad loves you very much."

Jane Quinlan nodded: "Of course I know, I’m just telling you.

No matter what kind of parents one has, most people are never satisfied.

Your uncle sacrificed the time he could have spent with you to provide you with a comfortable living.

Maybe he missed out on your childhood.

So why don’t you make up for that regret now that you’re grown up?

Just like, although my family’s conditions were not good, life got better and better as I grew up.

Moreover, after I graduated from university, I made sure to send a portion of my salary home every month.

Because I wanted to make up for what I lacked when I was young.

It really isn’t necessary to hold grudges against one’s own parents."

"Do you think I’m holding a grudge against my dad?"

Jane hesitated for a moment before nodding: "I think your attitude towards your dad is a bit cold.

What kind of son rushes his father to leave when he comes home to see him?"

Kay Forrest sighed: "You know, I really don’t know what to talk to my dad about.

I am very uncomfortable about my dad not being able to be with me when I was young.

But I have no intention of revenge.

You tell me, what’s the point of us two grown men just sitting around doing nothing every day?

Men are not like women, emotions are not so delicate.

Some feelings are not that easy to express.

And both my dad and I are like closed gourds...

I can’t bring myself to say ’Dad, I love you’ every day."

Jane Quinlan knew that boys and girls indeed express themselves differently.

Since Kay Forrest didn’t dislike his uncle, she felt relieved.

"Actually, I don’t often say ’I love you’ to my parents either.

You tell me why it’s so strange, these three positive words, yet we’re not good at using them."

Jane chuckled softly.

Seeing her no longer morose, Kay Forrest joked: "You haven’t said it to me either."

Jane was startled for a moment and turned to look at him.

Kay rolled his eyes: "Why are you staring at me so nervously? Could it be you don’t love me?"

Jane pouted: "I was just thinking, haven’t you also never said it to me?"

"What, does this kind of thing still need to be in order?"

Jane raised her eyebrows: "Of course, do you love me?"

Kay Forrest suddenly started to laugh, how strange it was, if it were any other woman asking him this, he would make sure they were out of the game that day.

But this person was Jane Quinlan, and somehow it could be seen in a different light.

Seeing him laugh without responding, Jane’s pout showed a hint of unhappiness: "I don’t care, if you won’t say it, I won’t either.

I’m a girl, I have to be confessed to first."

Kay Forrest lifted his hand to open the car’s convertible roof.

The wind suddenly hit her face, and Jane was taken aback: "Kay Forrest, you could have warned me."

Kay glanced at her, then stepped on the gas and shouted into the sky.

"Jane Quinlan, I love you."

Jane’s hand gripping the car door stiffened, and a warm current swept through her heart.

Her eyes glistened as she stared straight at him.

Kay Forrest gave her a mischievous smile: "Didn’t hear me? Silly girl, I said I love you."

Jane suddenly covered her eyes with her hands.

Kay laughed and reached out to pull her hands down.

But the moment her hands dropped, he saw the tears streaming down her face.

Kay quickly pulled the car over, unbuckled his seat belt, and moved closer to her: "What’s wrong?"

"The wind... got in my eyes."

Kay let out a speechless laugh, "Everyone else gets their nose or mouth irritated, but you get your eyes irritated, huh?"

Jane wiped away her tears: "It’s unbearable."

Kay hooked her head with his hand and pulled her into his embrace: "Silly girl, there’s no need to be moved by such a trivial matter.

Remember, verbal confessions are the least sincere way to express oneself.

A man who truly loves you will show it through his actions."