Sorry Sir I Don’t Want You Back by Little Angelic Devil

“Because I thought she was a country bumpkin," Hudson answered.

When his grandmother told him to marry Cherise, and he found out she was poor from her obviously faked profile, he hated her straight away, thinking she was a country bumpkin wanting his wealth.

“No, you didn’t" Keith shook his head.

Hudson frowned. He was sure he did and was about to point it out again, but Keith spoke before he could.

“You did not look down on her because you thought she was a poor country bumpkin,” Keith said, which only confused Hudson even more.

“You only looked down on women who were desperate to get your attention in an attempt to marry you,” Keith pointed out.

“If Agatha didn't ask you to marry Cherise, would you look down on her?” Keith asked.

His question made Hudson pause. Would he look down on her after she saved his grandmother?

“No, of course not,” Hudson replied firmly.

“Exactly my point,” Keith said. “You would feel grateful that she saved Agatha and might even offer her money for it”

Hudson nodded. He and even his grandmother tried to give Cherise money because they were grateful and thought she was an orphan and poor, but she refused.

“It was only when Agatha asked you to marry her that you started to hate her and thought of her as a gold digger”

Hudson didn't need to think about it because Keith was once again right in his assessment. “You never look down on people, Hudson,” Keith sighed. “You treat your staff fairly. Never degrade, humiliate, or insult them. You only looked down on Cherise because you thought she had a hidden agenda - to purposely save Agatha so she could marry you for your money.” “Finley could look down on men from classes lower than us, not wanting to hang out with them,” Keith continued. “But you are not like him. You don’t care where people come from as long as they will not use you to get your wealth.”

“So if you asked me why you looked down on her and hated her for being a gold digger, the reason is-"

“Because of my mother,” Hudson supplied with a grimace.

“That is right” Keith nodded. “You hate everyone who has a motive, and unfortunately, at that time, you thought of Cherise as one of those people with her lack of background and still somehow managed to trap you into marriage, and that made you despise her.”

Hudson rubbed his face with his hands. He knew it. He knew his hatred toward his mother would cause him trouble someday, but what could he do?

Suddenly, he had an idea. He looked at Keith and asked, “Do you think I need therapy?”

“For thinking every woman from the lower class are gold diggers and despising them for it?" Hudson nodded, expecting Keith as a doctor and someone who was always rational to encourage him to go to therapy without hesitation.

But instead of getting that answer, Keith sighed and said, “To be honest, I'm not sure, Hudson." “What brought about that answer?” Hudson asked with his brows raised, surprise and curiosity evident in his voice.

Keith glanced at him. “As the director of a hospital, I've seen many cases of male suicide because they were flushed out of their saving and even needed to take up loans, leaving behind huge debts because of their gold-gidding ex-girlfriends.”

Hudson kept quiet, not knowing whether he should say anything.

“So, yeah, I'm not sure if you need therapy for that issue as it seems men do need some kind of defense mechanism against gold diggers,” Keith continued. “But if you want to go for therapy, you can. For the lack of maternal love from Dahlia and your guilt about Luis’ death.” “You want me to forgive my mother?” Hudson recoiled, choosing only to focus on that part and not Luis’

“God, no," Keith groaned and laughed when he realized what he just said. “I'm being a bad friend and person by saying that, but your mother is the epitome of female misogynist. If anything, she should be the one who needs help more than anyone in that aspect.”

“So why would I need to go to therapy for her treatment toward me?” Hudson didn't feel the need to let go of his hatred toward his mother. Some paragraphs are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on Jo b nib.com. She needed to be taught a lesson for abusing Cherise, and if he were to remarry Cherise, he would keep them away from her, although he knew Cherise would be able to fight back now.

“Hudson, your lack of maternal love shapes who you are today,” Keith pointed out. “I know Agatha loves you, but it's not the same coming from one grandmother and hating your own mother. Therapy can help you to appreciate Cherise more."

Hudson thought about it briefly before asking, “I'm trying to change. Do you think I still need it?"

Keith surprised him by chuckling. “With how domineering you are, I'd say you do. I know it's hard for you to change and be patient as you've been this way your whole life. So it doesn't hurt to get help, right?”

Keith always made a good point, so Hudson nodded and said, “Tell me more about therapy and refer me to someone great.”

At the restaurant, Cherise tilted her head to one side and asked Theo, “Have you just arrived here?"

“I'm not sure what you mean,” he replied in confusion. “But to answer your question, yes, I arrived here a few days ago." Cherise nodded in understanding. If he had settled here, he would have known what had been going on with her life.

“I got married around three years ago and then divorced not too long ago,” Cherise said. She wasn't embarrassed that others knew about it. Her life story had been spread around as it was. Theo's gaze seemed to soften even more, if that was possible.

“I'm so sorry to hear that," he said softly.

“Oh, don't be” Cherise waved her hand. “It was the best decision I've ever made in my life. My ex-husband and his family treated me poorly.”

Then Cherise laughed before adding, “Actually, I'm sure you can find out everything about it on any social media. Just type in Hudson Amery and Cherise Alster, and you will be bombarded with lots of information about it."

Theo frowned, then asked, “Hudson Amery, as in the Amery Group?”

“Yeah, it was a funny and sad story.” Cherise nodded. “Well, enough about me. What about you?”

“I've been busy with reviving the Kingston Group and I haven't had time to catch up with the world.”

He seemed almost apologetic, and Cherise knew the reason. He thought he would know what had happened to her if he had paid attention, but he shouldn't feel bad for not knowing.

“As I've said before, I admire that you are able to achieve this height after falling over,” Cherise smiled, trying to comfort him.

“Well, actually...” Theo said hesitantly and Cherise could see that he was embarrassed to say what he wanted to say next but she didn’t push him.

“The Kingston has had help from your family,’ Theo said with the tips of his ears reddening even further.

Cherise was surprised. She had never heard any of this from her grandpa and Julian. “How 50?" she asked curiously.

“After I found you in the forest and my family helped to nurse you back to health, your parents and grandparents offered us a lot of money," Theo confessed, feeling more embarrassed with each word.

“We didn't want to take it, but your family insisted,” he continued. “In the end, we took it. At that time, the Kingston was nearly ruined. The vacation house was all that we had left. The money from your family helped me further my studies and allowed my dad to set up the Kingston Group from scratch again.”

Cherise listened intently, not disturbing him, letting him tell his story.

“And once I've gotten my degree, I took over the Kingston Group, and here we are now,” Theo finished off, still with that embarrassment all over his gentle face.

“I'm glad my family helped yours,” Cherise said with a smile. “You don't have to feel embarrassed about any of it. You saved me, and my family helped you a bit. The rise of the Kingston Group is still your dad and your doings.”

The embarrassment cleared from Theo's eyes, leaving him looking so perfectly gentle again. “I'm glad you see it that way. I do not want you to think we were taking advantage of your family.”

Cherise let out a laugh. “I would never think that. If my family didn’t help yours, then it would be us taking advantage of your kindness. Without you, I would probably die in that forest.” “Funny how fate works, isn't it?” Theo smiled gently. “After many years of worrying about you, we finally meet again when I'm looking for a partnership with a big company.”

“Did you know I was coming today?” Cherise asked curiously. Was she the only one being kept in the dark?

“I did" Theo nodded. “But you didn’t"

“Grandpa loves to play games," Cherise shrugged and was surprised when she heard Theo laugh.

“He does, doesn't he?”

Cherise wanted to ask if he was close to her grandpa but decided against it. It was apparent Theo still kept in contact with Julian, so it wouldn't be strange if he was close to her grandpa too.

“Do you have anywhere to go?" Theo asked as they finished their lunch.

“Not that I know of,” Cherise replied. Neil hadn't called her to tell her of any meetings, and if she was right, she remembered her grandpa asking him to clear her schedule for the day. “Let me drive you home,” Theo offered.

Cherise was about to reject but realized she hadn't driven her, so she accepted his offer graciously.

When they arrived at Julian's villa, Theo walked her in, and Cherise saw her grandpa just finishing his lunch.

Charles beamed as he saw his granddaughter and Theo together.

“Cherise, Theo," he greeted and gestured for them to join him.

The two quickly made their way toward the old man, and Cherise quietly watched their interaction as she sipped her tea.

Theo stayed for over an hour and when he finally left, Charles turned to his granddaughter and asked, “Well?”