To Be Yours Again By Taylor

Chapter 112

Chapter 112 Enjoy The Show

Eventually, the crowd dispersed, leaving only Jenny and Alec standing in front of Old Mr. Faust. They looked at each other. Neither of them spoke.

Old Mr. Faust was exasperated by the sight. He had created an opportunity for Alec, yet he was silent. Was he supposed to teach him how to speak to his ex-wife?

He glared at Alec, then turned to Jenny with a smile. “Jenny, has Alec been good to you lately? Let me know if he treats you badly, and I’ll deal with him for you.”

Jenny smiled awkwardly and shook her head. “Thank you for the offer, Grandpa, but Mr. Faust has never treated me badly. We’re not that close, after all.”

“Why do you say that? Whatever happens, it’s still fate that the two of you met. Alec was young and rash back then. He didn’t know how to appreciate you. Look, he’s regretting it now.” Old Mr. Faust looked at Alec. If he weren’t so afraid that someone else would get together with Jenny, he wouldn’t have swallowed his pride just to say this.

Regret?

Jenny looked at Alec in surprise. What had he told Old Mr. Faust?

Alec felt her gaze and turned to her. “I was wrong to treat you like that before, but now…”

“Leave the past in the past,” Jenny interrupted. She had no desire to listen to his compunction. “I didn’t take you to be someone who dwells in the past.”

“Jenny…”

“Grandpa, I know you didn’t want me to divorce him, but it already happened. Just let it go.” Jenny ignored Alec and turned to Old Mr. Faust. “I still treat you like my own grandfather. Nothing’s changed.”

“You’re right. Nothing’s changed,” Old Mr. Faust replied with a smile, but he had other thoughts in his mind.

How could they be together for better or for worse if they weren’t married?

But Jenny’s words told him that she was resolved in this matter, and she wasn’t likely to change her mind any time soon. “I just want you to be happy. I hope you can give Alec another chance,” he said, looking at Jenny expectantly. “Nobody’s perfect, wouldn’t you agree?”

Begrudgingly, Jenny nodded. “Yes, you’re right.”

“So, will you give Alec another chance?” Old Mr. Faust pressed.

Jenny glanced at Alec and said impassively, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I treat Mr. Faust the same way I treat everyone else; he has the same number of chances as they have.”

She had deftly avoided the question without refusing Old Mr. Faust outright. Either way, her meaning was clear: Alec Faust was just another man in her eyes.

Old Mr. Faust knew her underlying message, but he paid it no mind. “Did you hear that?” he said to Alec happily, “You’re on the same level as everyone else. If you fail, then it’s all on you.”

“I understand.” Alec nodded grimly. His heart felt heavy.

In a far corner, Yvonne glared at Jenny from across the banquet hall. She gripped the wine glass in her hand tightly.

“Don’t pay too much attention to that, Yvonne,” her friend comforted. “Alec has already divorced her. They’re unrelated now.”

“If only it’s that simple. Yvonne lowered her eyes. She knew better than anyone else that Alec was still hung up on Jenny. If this continued, then she would have no chance at all.

Seeing this, her friend gritted her teeth and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll help you. She’s just his ex-wife. What has she got to flaunt?”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Yvonne said worriedly. “She looks like she’s on good terms with Old Mr.

Faust…”

“It’ll be fine. Just sit back and enjoy the show.”NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.