In a way, Stefan wasn't being unyielding. Rather, he felt that he was a scumbag who deserved his punishment. He had repeatedly harmed Renee and his children. Everything was his fault. Though his conscience tormented him, he was incapable of self-harm. Timothy's punishment was just what he wanted. It helped ease his guilt.Renee watched from nearby, the heavy sound of Timothy's beatings ringing in her ears. At first, she wanted to feign ignorance and refused to meddle. However, the severity of the punishment was such that a terrible accident would happen if it continued.Unable to sit still, she tried to stop Timothy. "Grandpa, please, stop! If you keep doing this, I'll get angry!"Seeing Renee's solemn expression, Timothy suppressed his anger and stopped. He asked confusedly, "Ren, I'm doing this for you. Why are you speaking up for him? Don't tell me… You still can't forget about him? Do you still love him?" "No, that's not the reason," Renee replied, shaking her head. She
"Ahhhh!" Edith screamed, terrified by the painful blow.Timothy immediately stopped, feeling pained for Renee. "Ren, why… Why did you do this?! You took the blow for this bastard!"Stefan was so stunned, he couldn't feel any pain. He stared at Renee, his emotions in turmoil. "Are you okay?""I'm fine." Renee shook her head, pretending that it was nothing. In truth, she had a feeling her left shoulder was broken. The pain was excruciating. "Why did you do that?" Stefan grabbed her shoulders, intent on inspecting her wound. He knew personally how painful Timothy's blow was. Renee must have been terribly hurt!"I have nothing better to do, that's why. Happy?" Renee glared at Stefan grumpily, pulling away from him. She didn't want him touching her."You'd better go now," Stefan said, flexing his fingers. He didn't want to be a burden to her, and he had no idea how long he could hold himself back.The longer he was with her, the more he could see how wonderful and precious she was.
The man's voice was hard and dangerous. "I'll tell them my way!"There was a bang in the next second—a human-sized celadon vase at the door was shot. Glass pieces lay everywhere on the ground."Ah, a gun! It's a gun! Master, hurry up and hide!" When Edith saw the man at the entrance holding a gun and walking toward them, she subconsciously opened her arms wide and stood in front of Timothy. Renee grew cautious. She rubbed her eyes and looked at the dark-clothed man slowly approaching them. When she saw him, she nearly fainted from anger. "Quinton?! What… What are you doing here?" Quinton pressed the gun on the security guard's head, as if he wanted to exterminate the entire Hunt family. "What am I doing here? Well, what are you doing here then…? If I was a bit late, what would they do to you? How could I not come?" he said coldly.Quinton had lost contact with Renee for a day, and it filled him with anxiety. He looked all over for her and went to the principal of Lone Pi
"Stop!" Quinton looked at Timothy suspiciously, and abruptly aimed the gun toward Timothy's head.Angry, Renee tried to stop him. "Quinton, put the gun down! You can't be rude to Grandpa!" Stefan rushed over angrily and warned Quinton coldly, "You can't make a scene here! Put the gun down, or you'll be sorry!""Humph! It's been a long time, my ex-brother-in-law." Quinton didn't want to move his gun away from Timothy. He grinned wickedly at Stefan. "Looks like this old man is very important to you. I can't let him go easily. If not, I can't control you.""Quinton!" Renee frowned, livid. "You can joke about anyone except Grandpa. He's a very dear friend our late grandfather trusted the most. We should respect him. It's your business that you can't get along with Stefan. Don't pull Grandpa into this mess!"Renee knew Quinton was crazy, but he wasn't one to run out of control. He aimed the gun at Timothy not because he wanted to harm the latter, but to make himself seem more powerful
"Shut up!" Stefan roared.He was standing nearby and he couldn't bear Quinton's perception about his grandfather, whom he respected the most. "You're mentally ill!" he roared. "Just because you're insane, doesn't mean everyone else is. You're petty-minded enough to misunderstand an innocent gentleman." "Who's the gentleman? Who's petty?" Quinton snarled. He was furious, but he put back his gun in the holster around his waist. Then, he boldly confronted Stefan. "Do you see yourself as a gentleman? If you were, why did you cheat on your wife and abandon your family? If you were, why did you persuade an ignorant girl to betray the man she relied on to defeat me?"Stefan, you're the mighty Master Hunt and the president of Hunt Enterprise. You're glorious and oh-so amazing. You look down on everyone. And yet, you've done a lot of nasty and vulgar things. You have no right to criticize me for being petty!"Despite Quinton's words, Stefan remained calm."Yes, you're right," he sai
"That's enough, Stefan!" Renee pushed Stefan away. She could no longer tolerate him. He had grown harsher and colder than when Renee first knew him. He even used such words to harm her closest family. He was inconsiderate toward her feelings, and it broke her heart.Speechless, Quinton stood where he was in a trance. He wasn't as fierce as he had been before. Instead, he seemed sullen and thoughtful."Let's go, Quinton." Renee felt she could no longer stay there, and grabbed Quinton's hand to leave with him."Okay," Quinton answered softly. He acted like a mental patient who had suddenly regained his wits. His obedience gave rise to sympathy from others."Grandpa, we're leaving. Quinton was rude today because he was worried about me. I hope you won't take it to heart. We'll visit you another day," Renee said, bowing deeply to Timothy to express her apology.Nevertheless, Quinton was her family. She would never distance him or cut him off. Hence, she would bear the consequences a
At his age, Timothy was a man held in high esteem. No one had ever been that rude toward him.If it were someone else, Timothy would have long gotten angry. Knowing that Quinton was the grandson of his old comrade, however, he grew to like Quinton. He couldn't be angry at Quinton at all. On the contrary, he tried to reflect on himself humbly. "Yes, it was our fault," he admitted. "I'm already very guilty. I don't care what their surname is, but half of their bloodline belongs to the Hunt family. You can't say they're not related to us. Of course, I know that the relation isn't much." "Well, aren't you rather friendly?" Quinton said. He now had a different impression of Timothy. In the past, he had heard of Timothy's character. The man was said to be very powerful; after retiring from the army, he became a businessman and established the powerful Hunt Enterprise. He was a very capable person.At first, Quinton assumed Timothy would be arrogant and condescending. Now, it seemed
"It isn't your fault," Quinton said. He shook his head and glanced at Renee, who was following him. A long sigh escaped him. "Stefan is annoying, but after some thought, I think some of his words made sense."Renee frowned, and stopped herself from complaining. Instead, she asked, "Which part?" If she remembered correctly, Stefan spouted a lot of messy nonsense. To her, none of them were logical. She wondered why Quinton would come to think that way, given that he always regarded Stefan as his enemy. "He said I'm crazy, and that I'll only bring you trouble. I should stay away from you for your sake." Quinton frowned, looking forlorn. He said gloomily, "Maybe I should. Do you think I should go away to work, and you and the kids return to Sun Island?""Quinton! What rubbish is that?" Renee retorted. Seeing Quinton so disappointed and blaming himself, she felt very sorry for him. "Even if I want to go back to Sun Island, I'm taking you with me. If not, I would've long gone t