The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine)

Chapter 825: 825 Jack’s Fury

It was dark inside the room. Only the occasional flare of the cigarette sparks pierced through the

darkness as smoke lingered in the air.

Jack sat by the slightly opened window and slowly smoked a cigarette. The moonlight shone through

the gap in the window and lit his gloomy face.

Mr. Ward opened the door without knocking and came in with the wheelchair.

“Master…” He softly greeted. When he noticed that Jack did not react to him, he left the wheelchair

next to the bed and walked to Jack and said, “Master, I’m sorry I misspoke.”

Jack’s eyes lit up, looked at the closed door and then at Mr. Ward and smiled, “You didn’t. I was overly

worked up.” His tone was disappointed and absolute.

Mr. Ward smiled bitterly and said with regret, “It was my failing but what the mysterious man said made

sense. What if that really was the case?”

“Continue.” Jack raised his eyebrows and grinned.

“Your father really did let down you and your mother over the last twenty plus years. But now he had

been trying to make it up to you.” Mr. Ward started to explain.

“Of course I know that he is trying his best to compensate me.” Jack shrugged and continued, “But

certain things cannot be compensated!”

“For example?” Mr. Ward frowned and asked.

“For example kinship, for example mutual love, for example blood ties, for example his responsibilities

as a husband.” Jack said sternly and continued, “If he can’t help me, then forget about me. If he chose

to reunite, then he should go all out to make up for the past. I certainly cannot do what he did.” Jack

became agitated as he said.

He stood up in anger and then continued, “For example, does he know what my mother likes? Does he

know what I like?”

“He doesn’t!” Jack yelled furiously.

Mr. Ward pursed his lips and did not know how to reply to Jack.

“I know what my wife likes and what my mother likes.”

“I can never let go of my wife because I am not Patrick Hughes. I will never allow my wife to go away. I

will never allow myself to become like him and abandon his wife and child for twenty over years and

then one day remember, oh… I have a wife and child and I need to look for them again!”

“Mr. Ward, based on age, you can already be my grandfather. Do you think that it was right for my

father to do what he did?” Jack’s anger lingered within the room. Mr. Ward could feel his pain and

agony. Mr. Ward smiled bitterly and could not reply to Jack.

Outside the room.

Amber, the mysterious man, Brent, and Daisy looked quietly at the bedroom door. They could hear

every word that Jack said even when Jack suppressed his voice.

The four of them were unsettled and looked at each other awkwardly. But what Jack just said truly

was… Just as they were pondering…

Jack continued, “Now, just this very moment during this Bloody trap, he could simply say that he can’t

deploy his men, he was unable to help. This… is this what a man does?”

It was dark inside the room. Under the watchful eyes of Mr. Ward, Jack took out another cigarette, lit it,

and took a long draw.

He smiled as he exhaled the smoke as if he was releasing this frustration, “He said that he wanted me Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

back. Now we are facing the bloody trap, all the ridiculous entities want me dead. Which one of you

aren’t hurt for protecting me?”

“I yearn for my father to provide some help and support and yet he swept me aside with a reply that he

can’t move his men? He didn’t even bother to explain why he couldn’t help me leading us to speculate

at the dining table. Don’t you think that was laughable?”

“This… what the hell is this?” Jack lamented.

Mr. Ward maintained his bitter smile. He slowly took a cigarette from Jack’s cigarette pack and lit it for a

smoke.

Outside the room.

Amber, the mysterious man, Brent, and Daisy looked at each other and could detect each other’s

helplessness and resignation. A simple sentence of “Unable to help” was too insincere and dismissive!

Why couldn’t Patrick spend some effort to explain to Jack as a father even if he was helpless to do

anything? If for some reason he could not explain freely, then why couldn’t he do it secretly? How can

he be so slipshod when he was the head of the Hughes family?

“Master…” Mr. Ward exhaled the smoke, smiled bitterly, and said calmly, “You can relocate your wife.

Although Old Master was late by twenty over years, didn’t he also find your mother and you? He had

already tried his best to give you everything and more.”

“He even sent me and Brent to your side to support you. Do you know our status when we were with

Old Master?”

“One is a trusted servant who could represent Old Master for carrying out his orders while the other is

his most trusted bodyguard. Once we left, he was practically exposed to all dangers!”

“Then what?” Jack’s gaze sharpened and smiled.

Smack! Mr. Ward threw the cigarette on the floor and stomp it with his foot. He said confidently, “Old

Master will never abandon you. He must have his reasons for telling you that he can’t help! I misspoke

tonight and I apologize to you. Next, you must believe that no matter what happens, Brent and I will

protect you with our lives.”

“Whatever Master wants me to do I will never hesitate and likewise Brent. As long as Brent and I are

alive, you will be safe!”

“Ha ha ha… ha ha ha” Jack suddenly laughed. His laughter was strange which revealed his sorrow.

“What a tragedy, what a joke! Patrick Hughes’ debts have to be borne by you and Brent. Mr. Ward…

thanks for everything!”

“I will do anything to serve you. Please don’t be angry and have an early rest.” Mr. Ward bowed

respectfully and excused himself before opening the door to leave.

It was dark inside the room but Jack saw Amber, the mysterious man, Brent, and Daisy at the doorway.

Smack! He threw down his cigarette and turned to face the window as Mr. Ward closed the door.

After the door closed, Jack heaved a sigh and then sat back into the wheelchair.

Outside the room.

Mr. Ward was filled with sadness.

“Mr. Ward…” Amber looked at Mr. Ward with mixed feelings.

Mr. Ward shrugged and then smiled bitterly, “This pain is deeply seated within master. I thought that it

had been gradually resolved after Old master’s repeated efforts but I didn’t expect the wound to be so

deep. Tonight… I had committed a great mistake.”

“Yeah, Master had never gotten over this.” Brent lamented.

The mysterious man then said, “When you apologized to him, he had utilized your apology to vent his

frustrations. This is already doing a lot to protect him from descending into darkness. You had done the

right thing.”