Hidden Marriage With My Imperfect CEO Chapter 782
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"Alright, Uncle. I will listen to you!" She said, looking at Jonathan with admiration.
Jonathan smiled and stroked Jenny's head with one hand, "Sit down!"
Jenny then sat in her chair obediently.
"Gosh, Jonathan. Jenny is not your child," Rudi couldn't stand seeing all this.
Jonathan was a little stunned by that comment. It seemed that his actions just now were wrong in Rudi's eyes. But Jenny didn't seem to mind his attitude.
In his heart, Jonathan promised himself to watch his behavior more. Even though Jenny called him uncle, the girl wasn't a kid anymore.
She was a woman and Jonathan mustn't ignore the way they interact with each other.
When she arrived at Diana's house, it was already 7:30. Anya and Diana's laughter could be heard from the living room.
"Auntie, you are here!" Jenny entered the house happily.
"Jenny! I heard you're staying here for a while. Have you paid the rent yet?" Anya asked on purpose, teasing. Jenny immediately pouted hearing that.
Diana laughed at Jenny's annoyed expression. But then she defended her, "Jenny helped me to work in the garden."
Jonathan saw Jenny come into the house, but he didn't get out of the car. "I'll take you home."
"What for? Anya is inside. I want to meet and chat with her. Will you come along?" Rudi opened the door and got down from the car.
Jonathan shook his head and chased after him.
When Anya saw Rudi with her own eyes, she was silent for a moment. "You're right. Let's talk," she said.
Rudi then followed her into the living room. When he arrived at the door, Rudi teased her, "We just met, but you immediately invited me into the room. Aren't you afraid that your husband will find out?"
Anya ignored him. She turned on the light in the room and went inside.
"Tea room? Can I have some tea?" Diana was a tea lover, so of course various types of her favorite tea were on sight.
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"Auntie, I will follow them," Jonathan felt a little anxious. Anya and Rudi went alone. If Aiden found out, there would be trouble.
"I'm coming too!" Jenny followed Jonathan. Since she was in too much of a hurry, she almost fell over tripping over her own feet.
Fortunately, Jonathan immediately moved quickly and grabbed her. "You have grown up, but you are still running around like a child. Be Careful!"
Jenny felt a little embarrassed and said with a smile, "Thank you Uncle."
When they arrived in the room, Anya had just finished making tea. Seeing Jonathan and Jenny's arrival, Anya got them two more cups of tea.
"I have a question. Does the death of my cousin Agnes have anything to do with you?" Anya asked.
Rudi raised his head and looked at her. "Do you think I am that kind of person?"
"I don't know what kind of person you are," Anya replied.
"Can't you trust me even though we are friends? Agnes was my friend. To me, you and Agnes were no different. You are both my friends," said Rudi.
Anya looked at him while raising her teacup. As she took a sip, the soothing aroma of tea entered her nose.
"Is it because of you?" Anya asked again.
"If I were to say it was because of you, would you believe it?" Rudi didn't answer and instead threw the question back at her.
"Me? What does that have to do with me?" Anya looked confused.
Rudi and Jonathan looked at each other, seemingly hesitant to answer. Finally, Jenny spoke up.
"If you two don't want to answer, let me do it. Auntie, Agnes thought Rudi liked you and she had plastic surgery to look like you. It wasn't easy to get the face she wanted so she had to have multiple surgeries. But when she saw you again, Agnes found that you were so skinny back then that she was trying to match you again. In the end, her surgery failed."
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"Ah?" Anya looked a little confused and couldn't believe it when she heard that. "Is that true?"
"Right. She did so much on her face to look like you. After you lost weight when you went to France, Agnes felt that she didn't look like you anymore. She underwent another surgery to lose weight and improve the shape of her face again. But in the end, everything failed and her face was damaged," said Rudi.
Anya shook her head when she heard that. She did not expect that she would be dragged into this matter. "Even though it's not entirely your fault, don't you feel the slightest bit of empathy for Agnes?"
"I don't want to be too empathetic because I'm afraid to fall in love with her. Anya, Agnes' death has nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything at all. Over the years, I tried to help her because I considered her my friend. I don't want to hurt her, but I'm not a doctor either. I'm not a psychiatrist who could cure her mental illness."
Rudi told the whole story, including what he knew about Agnes' mental illness.
"You're afraid to fall in love with her, huh? Don't you feel the least bit responsible?" Anya said coldly.
"I knew I should have accompanied her after her surgery failed. But Agnes didn't want to see me. If I had advised her, maybe she would not get addicted to plastic surgery and end up this way. At that time… Honestly... I was scared. I'm scared because a woman with mental illness seemed to love me," Rudi said. "I am really, really sorry."
Anya took a deep breath. "I also had a psychological illness. At certain times, I also felt suicidal. I am very grateful that Aiden always understands and supports me. My mother is always with me too. I left all my life behind and did what I wanted to recover, but no one objected. They all supported me so that I could come out of the darkest shadow in my life."
Anya continued in a low voice. "The matter regarding Agnes is over. But I hope, instead of avoiding them, you can empathize a little with people like her next time. Because I used to feel the same way."
When Rudi heard this, he lowered his head in shame. "I know I was no good. At that time, I only thought about myself. I was scared and I didn't know he needed help."
Jonathan patted his shoulder. "I know you don't want this to happen either. Don't blame yourself. Next time you meet someone who likes you, even if you don't like them, you should at least be nice to them. Do good to everyone."
Rudy nodded. "Jessica likes me and she occupies one of my houses. Am I good enough for her?"
"There seems to be something wrong with your brain," Jenny sneered. "You treat good people in a bad way. And you treat bad people well instead."
"Do you have a problem with Jessica?" Rudi pretended not to know.
"My aunt was depressed and Jessica made it worse. She also called my aunt crazy. I've never seen such a bad person, but you treat her well instead. Get rid of her quickly! Or else, I will beat you up straight away when I meet you!" Jenny said.
"Did you forget what you told the police just now? Do you need help recalling it?" Rudi took out his cell phone and turned on a video.
In the video, Jenny looked very obedient when she admitted her guilt in front of the police. "Sir, I'm sorry. Please don't punish my uncle! I won't dare to be naughty anymore. I promise I won't do it again!"
Seeing the video, Anya immediately laughed and covered her mouth. "Jenny, what were you doing?"
"I… Rudi! Quickly delete the video now!" Jenny didn't expect Rudi to record it.
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