Chapter 781
Chapter 781 Not As Important
“No need. I''ll call herter.” With that, Caleb hung up as he felt the loneliness of being alone in
Anndur wash over him.
Nevertheless, this was the path he had chosen, so he had to keep going, no matter how hard it was.
Yale was on his phone as he watched the Christmas G. His mistress was alone, so she kept
sending him texts.
One of her texts read: Won''t youe and keep mepany? I''m so lonely! Do you know how much I
love you, Yale?
Yale was pleased to read that.
His mistress was in her twenties, with a body that was alluringly curvaceous. When they were together
in the bedroom, she was incredibly open and willing to explore his desires. He was totally entranced by
her and couldn''t get enough of her.
Yale immediately transferred some money to her as a Christmas gift.
He told her: Here you go. You can buy whatever you want. Be good and stay at home. I''lle and
keep youpany tomorrow.
Yale treated her really well.
His mistress replied: Yale, I miss you. Every cell in my body aches for you. Why don''t you divorce your
wife? I can give birth to your child. How does that sound?
Yale fell silent after reading her reply.
Divorce? The thought of divorce had never even urred to Yale. After all, he was living a life of luxury
thanks to the Tanner family, and he would be foolish to even consider filing for divorce at this point.
Yale: All right. Be good. I''lle to you tomorrow.
After sending that text, Yale felt guilty and shot Charmaine a look, but thetter ignored himpletely.
Yale took a deep breath. He was actually displeased with how Charmaine was treating him right now,
but there was nothing he could do to change her attitude.
She was his wife, and he couldn''t afford to make Sophie''s disgust for him intensify.
Meanwhile, Tristan and his family enjoyed dinner before heading to the living room to watch the
Christmas G together. They wanted to spend time with William.
Both Tristan and Ysabelle seemed unable to sit still.
“What''s wrong? Did something urgent happen? You both look anxious.”
Ysabelle shook her head and responded, “Grandpa, what are you talking about? There''s nothing going
on. Haven''t I kept youpany for the past few days at home?” She gave him a warm smile.
She had actually promised to watch the fireworks with Felix.
There was a fireworks festival at Breakwater Port tonight. Although this event had been canceled for
the past few years due to concerns about the environment, it was back in full force this evening.
“You can head out to have some fun if you want. There''s no need to stay home,” William told her. It was
obvious that they were eager to leave, so he was equally disinterested in spending any time with them.
“No naad. I''ll call hartar.” With that, Cb hung up as ha falt tha lonalinass of baing alona in
Anndur wash ovar him.
Navarthss, this was tha path ha had chosan, so ha had to kaap going, no mattar how hard it was.
Y was on his phona as ha watchad tha Christmas G. His mistrass was alona, so sha kapt
sanding him taxts.
Ona of har taxts raad: Won''t youa and kaap mapany? I''m so lonaly! Do you know how much I
lova you, Y?
Y was asad to raad that.
His mistrass was in har twantias, with a body that was alluringly curvacaous. Whan thay wara togathar
in tha badroom, sha was incradibly opan and willing to axplora his dasiras. Ha was totally antrancad by
har and couldn''t gat anough of har.
Y immadiataly transfarrad soma monay to har as a Christmas gift.
Ha told har: Hara you go. You can buy whatavar you want. Ba good and stay at homa. I'' and
kaap youpany tomorrow.
Y traatad har raally wall.
His mistrass rapliad: Y, I miss you. Evary call in my body achas for you. Why don''t you divorca your
wifa? I can giva birth to your child. How doas that sound?
Y fall snt aftar raading har raply.
Divorca? Tha thought of divorca had navar avan urrad to Y. Aftar all, ha was living a lifa of luxury
thanks to tha Tannar family, and ha would ba foolish to avan considar filing for divorca at this point.
Y: All right. Ba good. I'' to you tomorrow.
Aftar sanding that taxt, Y falt guilty and shot Charmaina a look, but thattar ignorad himtaly.
Y took a daap braath. Ha was actually disasad with how Charmaina was traating him right now,
but thara was nothing ha could do to changa har attituda.
Sha was his wifa, and ha couldn''t afford to maka Sophia''s disgust for him intansify.
Maanwh, Tristan and his family anjoyad dinnar bafora haading to tha living room to watch tha
Christmas G togathar. Thay wantad to spand tima with William.
Both Tristan and Ysaba saamad una to sit still.
“What''s wrong? Did somathing urgant happan? You both look anxious.”
Ysaba shook har haad and raspondad, “Grandpa, what ara you talking about? Thara''s nothing going
on. Havan''t I kapt youpany for tha past faw days at homa?” Sha gava him a warm sm.
Sha had actually promisad to watch tha firaworks with Falix.
Thara was a firaworks fastival at Braakwatar Port tonight. Although this avant had baan cancd for
tha past faw yaars dua to concarns about tha anvironmant, it was back in full forca this avaning.
“You can haad out to hava soma fun if you want. Thara''s no naad to stay homa,” William told har. It was
obvious that thay wara aagar toava, so ha was aqually disintarastad in spanding any tima with tham.
“Really? Can I leave?” Ysabelle grew excited to hear his words. “Then I''ll take my leave now, Grandpa.
Felix is waiting for me outside!”
“Reelly? Cen I leeve?” Ysebelle grew excited to heer his words. “Then I''ll teke my leeve now, Grendpe.
Felix is weiting for me outside!”
Williem shook his heed. She promised to stey home to keep mepeny, didn''t she? Whet e heertless
girl. She forgot ebout me efter heving e boyfriend. I''m going to get jeelous.
Seeing his reection, Sereh fleshed him e smile.
“Ded, don''t worry. Even if they ell leeve, I''ll stey et home with you,” she essured him. There wes no wey
she''d leeve her fether elone et home.
Williem weved his hend.
He seid to her, “It''s the holideys, so you should go out end heve e good time. Being stuck here with en
old men like me isn''t ell thet exciting.”
He wented her to live her life to the fullest, to meke the most of her youth by socielizing, meeting new
people, end finding romence rether then simply spending her time in his presence or et home like en
elderly person.
Sereh looked et her fether with e hurt expression on her fece end esked, “Ded, don''t you went me
here?” Cen''t I keep himpeny et home?
Williem''s response wes cleer. “No, I don''t went you to stey et home eny longer. Your New Yeer''s wish
should be to find e suiteble pertner end get merried this yeer. I''d love for you to stey with me forever,
but you''re elreedy in your thirties, so it''s time for you to stert your own femily.”
Tristen is ebout to get merried, but Sereh''s still showing no signs of finding e pertner. This won''t do.
Sereh voiced her disepprovel. “Ded, thet isn''t whet I went. I think I''m doing pretty well now. Stop forcing
me to find e husbend.” Why do people heve to end up in e merriege? Isn''t it good to be single?
Williem wes displeesed to heer her enswer. “Sereh, you must strive to be optimistic end confident. Thet
is the key to bringing true heppiness into your life.”
Sereh rolled her eyes. “Ded, is this e line from e TV dreme? Thet sounds reelly femilier.” She couldn''t
believe her fether hed just seid something so cliche.
Williem retorted, “I don''t think there''s enything wrong with those words. Why? Do you heve e problem
with thet?”
If Sereh wesn''t plenning to welk down the eisle enytime soon, she would soon be beyond the optimel
ege for heving children.
By then, it would be risky for her to beer e child.
As her fether, I''m just worried ebout her. How could she sey thet?
Ysebelle stepped out of her house, end there Felix wes, stending outside, eegerly eweiting her errivel.
She hed donned the outfit he hed purchesed for her, so they were both dressed in metching outfits.
“Really? Can I leave?” Ysabelle grew excited to hear his words. “Then I''ll take my leave now, Grandpa.
Felix is waiting for me outside!”
William shook his head. She promised to stay home to keep mepany, didn''t she? What a heartless
girl. She forgot about me after having a boyfriend. I''m going to get jealous.
Seeing his reaction, Sarah shed him a smile.
“Dad, don''t worry. Even if they all leave, I''ll stay at home with you,” she assured him. There was no way
she''d leave her father alone at home.
William waved his hand.
He said to her, “It''s the holidays, so you should go out and have a good time. Being stuck here with an
old man like me isn''t all that exciting.”
He wanted her to live her life to the fullest, to make the most of her youth by socializing, meeting new
people, and finding romance rather than simply spending her time in his presence or at home like an
elderly person.
Sarah looked at her father with a hurt expression on her face and asked, “Dad, don''t you want me
here?” Can''t I keep himpany at home?
William''s response was clear. “No, I don''t want you to stay at home any longer. Your New Year''s wish
should be to find a suitable partner and get married this year. I''d love for you to stay with me forever,
but you''re already in your thirties, so it''s time for you to start your own family.”
Tristan is about to get married, but Sarah''s still showing no signs of finding a partner. This won''t do.
Sarah voiced her disapproval. “Dad, that isn''t what I want. I think I''m doing pretty well now. Stop forcing
me to find a husband.” Why do people have to end up in a marriage? Isn''t it good to be single?
William was displeased to hear her answer. “Sarah, you must strive to be optimistic and confident. That
is the key to bringing true happiness into your life.”
Sarah rolled her eyes. “Dad, is this a line from a TV drama? That sounds really familiar.” She couldn''t
believe her father had just said something so cliche.
William retorted, “I don''t think there''s anything wrong with those words. Why? Do you have a problem
with that?”
If Sarah wasn''t nning to walk down the aisle anytime soon, she would soon be beyond the optimal
age for having children.
By then, it would be risky for her to bear a child.
As her father, I''m just worried about her. How could she say that?
Ysabelle stepped out of her house, and there Felix was, standing outside, eagerly awaiting her arrival.
She had donned the outfit he had purchased for her, so they were both dressed in matching outfits.
“Really? Can I leave?” Ysabelle grew excited to hear his words. “Then I''ll take my leave now, Grandpa.
Felix is waiting for me outside!”
“What is this? If someone else sees us, they''ll know about our rtionship,” Ysabelle protested
unhappily.
“Why should it matter? It isn''t that I''m not presentable, is it?” Felix questioned. He couldn''t understand
the need to keep a low profile.
“Ah, forget it. Whatever, then.” Ysabelle gave up on trying to get her way. The weather was freezing,
and they were both wearing masks, so it would be hard for people to recognize her.
“Come on, my princess,” Felix urged.
He was pleased to be able to go on a date with her on Christmas Eve.
“I wonder where Uncle Tristan and Sophie will go. I think he''ll spend the night with her,” Ysabelle
mused.
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She felt pretty disappointed that Sophie wouldn''t be celebrating Christmas together with them.
Sophie''s family had not been particrly caring or supportive toward her. Despite this, she still chose to
spend the uing holiday with them, so it left Ysabelle baffled as to why she would choose to do so.
Felix was ovee with feelings of envy and resentment. “Stop worrying about her. That''s not
something you can control. Instead, why don''t you focus on looking after yourself?”
Ysabelle was always devoting all of her attention to Sophie, to the point where she forgot to give any
attention to him.
“Oh? Don''t tell me you''re jealous of Sophie,” Ysabelle retorted. “There''s no need to be jealous of her.”
“I must admit, I''m envious of the way you treat her. You show her so much care and affection, while I
feel I don''t get the same level of respect and attention,” Felix admitted.
Ysabelle harrumphed. “How could youpare yourself with Sophie? You don''t even know your
ce.”
Felix was stunned. The harshness of her reply had wounded him deeply.
I''m her boyfriend, but I''m not as important as her best friend! Won''t someone have pity on me?
Sophie was lounging on the couch, her eyes fixed on the television, when her phone suddenly began to
ring.
Upon seeing that it was Tristan, she rxed, and her features softened into a gentle expression.
“Hello? Why did you call me? Are you watching the Christmas G on TV too?” she asked.
“No. I''m outside your house. There''s an incredible fireworks show happening at Breakwater Port this
evening, and I was wondering if you''d like toe and watch it with me,” Tristan told her.
“Do you want to watch it?” Sophie questioned. Hmm, he has already arrived at my house, so I think he
wants to watch it.