Chapter 367: Chapter 367: The North Family’s Girls Are All Unqualified (Part 1)
Susan Kensington was unprepared, and the bowl in her hand crashed to the ground with a bang, shattering into pieces. She stared blankly at Vincent Hawthorne, and suddenly, tears began to fall.
Vincent Hawthorne was flustered by Susan Kensington’s tears: "Didn’t I say, I don’t want to drink? Who told you to force it?"
Choking back sobs, Susan Kensington said, "I’m just worried about you, okay? If I’d known, I wouldn’t have bothered with you!"
"You’re my wife, how dare you not bother with me!"
"Dare!" Susan Kensington retorted, her voice thick with tears, "I dare, I’ll stop bothering with you, you can do whatever you want!"
After shouting, Susan Kensington stepped forward to leave.
Vincent Hawthorne hurriedly grabbed her: "Don’t leave!" Watching his wife acting upset, he couldn’t help but sigh: "Don’t be angry with me, I’m just in a bad mood. Ah."
"If I didn’t know you were in a bad mood, do you think I’d even bother with you?"
Vincent Hawthorne saw Susan Kensington’s tone softened, and quickly pulled her back: "You’re the best."
"You only realize that now."
Vincent Hawthorne furrowed his brows and sat silently to the side.
"Don’t be bothered, just relax."
"Easy for you to say." Still affected by the previous incident, Vincent Hawthorne’s attitude was very calm, his demeanor somewhat desolate: "That’s my eldest son, how can I not be concerned?"
"It’s only natural to be concerned." A dark glint flashed in Susan Kensington’s eyes, but her expression was gentle and tender: "That’s the eldest son on whom you’ve placed high hopes. Actually, you don’t need to say it, I know you’ve always been hurting inside because of the estrangement with your two children over these years. Honestly, I’ve felt the same way. If possible, I’d also hope to get along well with your children, but no matter what I do, I’m still seen as the temptress who drove their mother to death in their minds. I..."
As Susan Kensington spoke, her eyes reddened.
Vincent Hawthorne looked at his wife, thinking about how she’s struggled to get by in the Hawthorne Family over the years, feeling a pang of sorrow for the woman he truly loves, and sighed: "Susan, these years have been hard on you."
Susan Kensington shook her head: "Hardly any grievance. Being able to marry you as your wife, it’s a blessing that countless people pray for but never achieve. I just feel I’ve made things difficult for you, that’s all. However, this time, I’ve learned something from Raina North."
When Vincent Hawthorne heard Susan Kensington mention Raina North, his expression turned somewhat grim, but he couldn’t help but ask: "What did you learn?"
"I learned that I should lower my stance and win over Raina North. As long as I maintain a good relationship with her, Elias, for his wife’s sake, will be a bit more considerate towards us."
"What winning over!" Vincent Hawthorne flared up instantly: "Even if you’re not Elias’s biological mother, you are my lawfully wedded wife, and Raina North should call you ’mother-in-law’! What kind of mother-in-law needs to win over her daughter-in-law, it’s ridiculous!"
"Look at you, always so angry, is it any wonder Elias isn’t pleased?"
"No matter how displeased he is, I’m still his father!"
"Alright, that’s enough." Susan Kensington gave Vincent Hawthorne a glare and then sighed: "I know that approach isn’t quite appropriate, but I have no other choice. Because I didn’t know Raina before, I didn’t build a good relationship with her. If Raina were a close junior to me, we wouldn’t have to go through such troubles."
"Who said Raina will be my daughter-in-law from now on!" Vincent Hawthorne sneered: "One day, I’ll make Elias divorce her and marry another!"
"Will it be Claire North? That works, she’s Baby’s biological mother. It’s somewhat inappropriate, but it’s no problem; I’ll just invite her out more often in the future."