He lowered his head to look at his most cherished child.
"What differentiates you now from eight years ago?" There was a hint of disdain in his voice, "Weak, immature, gullible. You, in this way, can never protect the woman you love."
"Your so-called protection involves marrying a woman you don't love and making your beloved woman a mistress for a lifetime?" Trenton Smith closed his eyes and chuckled, "I don't want that. Dad, if I love a woman, I will marry her. I won't entertain any other women."
"You're still so immature." Zelda Swallow looked at him, a tinge of disappointment in his voice, "If you do not rectify this flaw, you might lose even more than you've already lost. You're my most exceptional child, Treton, the woman I've chosen for you can help you become the most formidable heir in Swallow family's history, you really shouldn't reject me."
Trenton Smith closed his eyes and remained silent.
Zelda Swallow sighed heavily, "You truly disappoint me. Treton."
