Love Is Fair By Kerri Chapter 207
Chapter 207 First Wife Is Always The Best One floor down from the reception hall, there was a tea
room. n ordered a pot of tea, which had the effect of relieving alcohol. The waiter filled the cup with
tea, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and his chaotic brain seemed to be much soberer.
“As you get older, you have to learn to take care of your body, drink more tea, and drink less alcohol.”
n’s voice was mellow and clear. He took a sip of tea, showing the calmness and grace of a superior
in his gestures. If it weren’t for his rough palms covered with calluses, there was no trace of his origin in
the countryside on him. He had spent thirty years scraping rusticity off him. Now when the post-90s and
post-00s talked about n Long, he was no longer the “Moore family’s live-in son-inw” known by the
post-70s and 80s, but the famous and suave “Mr. Long”. Owen sat across from him with no expression
on his face. He sat for a long time without saying a word. The father and son were sitting face to face. If
one looked closer, except for those thin and almost indifferent lips, Owen did not look much like his
father. He looked more like his mother Polly. Owen’s eyes looked fierce. Even when he didn’t speak, he
gave people a sense of oppression. This was the reason why n didn’t ask his son to meet often he
could always see the shadow of his ex-wife, Polly, in Owen’s eyes. He swallowed slightly, and asked
casually, “How is your mother?” “She’s good,” Owen said lightly. n paused, and then asked, “Her
legs…” Owen frowned slightly and interrupted him directly, “If you have anything to say, just say it.”
“Your quick temper is exactly like your mother.” n wasn’t annoyed, but smiled and looked at him
gently, “We’re father and son. Can’t we sit down and chat?” Owen only felt annoyed. It was said that a
daughter was generally closer to her father while a son was closer to his mother. But when he was a
child, he was close to his father. Compared with his strict mother, his gentle father was more amiable.
n had made toys for him, yed games with him, and secretly taken him out to buy snacks and go
to the arcade to y games… Thebination of a strict mother and a gentle father was a true
portrayal of his childhood family. Their family of three had indeed lived happily together for a while.
Since when had it changed? Did it start when his father’s career became more and more prosperous,
his father and his mother spent more time apart than together, or his neighbor Maya became his
father’s secretary? He couldn’t remember. He only remembered that his father and his mother had
started to quarrel frequently, and itsted for ten years. His parents had quarreled almost throughout
his adolescence until one day, his mother came home drunk and smashed, tore, and cut everything
about his father in the house, and even wanted to take scissors to cut his mouth. Her mother cut his
lips with scissors and he was bleeding. He didn’t cry or protest. He just looked at his mother
indifferently and said calmly, “You can kill me. Since neither of you loves me, you shouldn’t have given
birth to me in the first ce.” His mother finally stopped, but it was followed by a hard p, knocking
him directly to the ground: Before he could recover from the severe pain, he heard the scissors fall to
the ground, and then he watched his mother jump from the balcony on the third floor like a moth to a
me. “I know you’re ming me for my divorce from your mother.” n’s voice was low and caim. His
emotions were mixed with a slight trace of guilt, no remorse. “Your mother and I experienced a lot. We
loved each other and hated each other. Maybe the deeper we loved, the deeper we hated.” n took a
sip of tea, and he sounded ethereal, “Emotionally, it’s hard to tell who is right and who is wrong.
Marriage is a business that needs to be managed wisely. I can only say that your mother and I were
still too young and impulsive at the time. Many misunderstandings had not been exined clearly, and
we were unwilling to bow our heads to tolerate and bear each other. Finally, we had no choice but to
divorce,” He sighed softly and looked up at Owen who said nothing, “Son, the only person I feel sorry
for is you.” n’s deep eyes finally showed a hint of apology and remorse, “The reason why I dyed
divorce was that I was afraid that a broken family would hurt and aftect your psychology.” He paused,
and his calm tone was mixed with some sobbing. “Do you know how painful it was when I learned of
your divorce?” Tears welled up in n’s eyes and he said, “I told you Maya that my son followed in my
footsteps after all.” “Are you finished?” Owen looked impatient. He picked up the teacup and drank half
of the tea to calm himself down. Thinking about what n had just said, he suddenly smiled and raised
his head.
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His sharp eves almost identical to Polly’s were fixed on n and he said, “You’re right. I’m like you. I’m
as cold and ungrateful as vou.
I’m as hypocritical and indifferent as you. I’m as shameless as you.” Owen admitted it frankly, “You
don’t have to feel sorry for me. The person you are most sorry for is my mother. I didn’t understand it
back then, but now I understand it. You dragged your feet over the divorce not because you were afraid
that it would affect me. But at that time, your foundation was not stable, and you couldn’t let go of your
status as the Moore family’s son-inw, let alone your splendid future.”
Owen looked at him with sharp eyes, “You knew that my mother had a strong temperament and didn’t
tolerate betrayal. If you didn’t love her anymore, and you made it clear to her frankly and divorced her,
she might not be hurt so deeply. But you dragged her for ten years, used me as an excuse, and
threatened her. You turned the proud Miss Moore into a depressed patient and almost drove her crazy.
Your love only hurt others, not yourself.” Owen snorted, “Because my father is always a heartless
man.” He picked up his suii jacket, got up, and was about to leave when n said behind him, “I failed
your mother and I have no chance to make amends in my life. Don’t make the same mistake as I did,
or you’ll regret it a lot when you get old.” Owen didn’t stop and continued to walk forward quickly. n
said again, “Hailey is a good girl. Since you still have feelings for her, you should try to get her back.”
Hearing Hailey’s name, Owen paused slightly. After a moment, he heard n’s soft sigh, “First wife is
always the best.”