The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 136 This Is Your Retribution

Both Luke and Clare choked.

Unsaleable goods?

It they were considered unsaleable goods, what would other men be?

Detective goods?

Although the two complained in their minds, neither of them dared to argue openly with their own mother.

They could not win anyway.

Therefore, both of them chose to remain silent.

Luke kept his expressionless face and said nothing, while Clare lowered his head and filled his plate.

Seeing this, Nancy felt she could not let the two of them off so easily.

She glanced at Clare and said, "All you know is eat, how do you have the appetite to eat when you don't even have a girlfriend?"

Clare held the plate in his hand, not knowing whether to continue or put it down.

He looked at Nancy and said helplessly. "Muin, Luke is older than me, if he is not in a hurry, neither am I."

What Clare meant to tell her mother was that if her mother wanted to rush him to get married, she should rush Luke

first and he could wait.

Luke turned his head and looked at Clare calmly.

Clare pretended not to see it and continued, "Mum, didn't Luke say yesterday that he was looking for a flash

marriage?"

"That's right!" As this matter was brought up, Nancy immediately became excited. "When are you going to have a flash marriage?"

Luke had a bit of a headache. He just said it casually yesterday, but he did not expect it to be taken seriously.

Luke paused and said, "Mum, I don't think the meaning of life lies in marriage. I think the sense of pleasure and accomplishment I get through work is not inferior to what marriage brings me. So, I'm not in a hurry to get married."

"Why are you not in a hurry? The sense of accomplishment and satisfaction brought by work is completely different from that brought by marriage. Besides, your situation is completely different." Nancy glared at Luke and said, "You don't even talk to women at all, you might as well be a monk since you're so much of a prude."

Luke said seriously, "I won't become a monk."

"You better not!" Nancy snorted, "You have to experience and try everything. Women are the cutest existence in the world. Is your heart made of stone? How are you not interested in women at all?" Luke was helpless. "I just find them troublesome."

There were two women in his family, no, there were three now.

All throughout his life, Nancy and Ziana were creatures one more delicate than the other, and needed him to pamper and flatter them as much as possible.

As a creature that delicate, women needed not just money, but a lot of attention and love.

They were like delicate flowers. Time, money, and sincerity were indispensable. Otherwise, the flowers would not bloom well enough

Never mind if he did not have a woman, but if he did, he had to take care of her with everything he had. Therefore, he did not find a woman because he did not want to spend the time and effort on them. "Yesterday, you promised me to have a flash marriage, was that a lie?" Nancy asked, and immediately turned to Max,

"Honey, look at your son, he lied to me!"

Max loved his wife more than anything, so of course, he stood by his wife without hesitation.

He said to Luke, "Go find someone and get a flash marriage after you eat."

Luke knew that he could not escape, so he said quietly, "Got it."

"Where are you going to find one?" Nancy asked, "We have to respect the girl's opinions."

"I know." Luke filled his bowl with soup and said, "I'll go after eating."

"Okay, okay, eat quickly." Nancy urged Luke after receiving his answer. "I gave you your birth certificate and security. number. If you meet someone suitable, you can take her home after getting the marriage certificate. Do you

understand?"

Luke nodded mechanically and said, "Got it."

"Eat quickly!"

The others, including Ziana and Edison, secretly laughed at this scene.

Edison whispered to Ziana, "Is Luke really going to find someone and get a flash marriage?"

Ziana nodded solemnly, "Otherwise Mom will annoy him to death."

Edison showed sympathy toward Luke.

Ziana suddenly asked, "Have you never been rushed into a marriage before? Didn't your mother arrange dates for

you?"

Edison's expression froze. "The... the relationship between my mother and me is not very good."

Ziana was surprised. It was a little unexpected.

She heard Edison's story yesterday of how Edison and his mother wandered the streets for years when Edison was young, and the two of them were only found by the Western Royalty many years later. Logically speaking, the relationship between the two should be relatively intimate since they went through so much together.

Without waiting for Ziana to ask, Edison continued, "I know you must be wondering, how is it that my mother and I don't have a good relationship, despite my past and how we relied on only each other for so many years, right? Well, the truth is... she did something wrong claiming it was for my sake, and I did something wrong too. I can't forgive myself for that, so I can't forgive her either."

Ziana seemed to understand. "Everyone will do wrong things sometimes. As long as it's not something that's a matter of principles and the person is willing to make things right, I think that's enough. Plus, didn' you say it yourself, that she did that thing for your sake?"

Edison was a little emotional.

He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and raised his head suddenly. "What if that wrong thing almost killed

someone? She hurt someone else for me, and even almost killed that person. I saw it with my own eyes it's just ton

Cruel!"

"I see..." Ziana was silent.

She was born at the top of the pyramid. The Scott family had a good family atmosphere, and the whole family was harmonious.

But she knew very well that there were a lot of conflicts in big families, and that many of those family members were willing to use any means necessary, be it openly or secretly, to reach their goals. Especially in royal families like the Western Royalty, because most children of the royal family did not share the same mother, so even brothers and sisters were not on the same side.

In order to fight for power, these people used all kinds of methods, and those methods were all aimed at completely eliminating the opponent.

Ziana thought that Edison was talking about something in the realm of brothers and sisters killing each other.

"Don't get too distant from your mother because of these outsiders. If the person the two of you hurt chooses to forgive you, I think you and your mother will no longer be so bothered by this." Ziana asked curiously, "Have you sought forgiveness from the person you hurt?"

Edison looked at her, and a gleam appeared in his eyes, "Seek forgiveness from the victim?"

"Yes."

"Not yet." Edison shook his head.

Ziana said, "You'd better admit your mistake to the victim."

Edison was silent for a while, then said, "She still doesn't know that I'm the one who did it... It's been a long time. If I don't mention it, maybe she can live the rest of her life never knowing. But if I told her and she doesn't forgive me, even hates me, and stays away from me, what should I do?"

"Why would you think that?" Ziana turned her head and looked at Edison seriously. "Things like that can't be kept a secret forever. You've done something wrong and hope to be forgiven, so you have to be honest and admit your mistake. After all, you hurt that person, and apologizing is to seek that person's forgiveness.

"But if that person doesn't forgive you, even hates you, and stays away from you, you should put up with it.

"This is your retribution, the price for doing something wrong."

Edison's pupils shrank suddenly, and his voice could not help but tremble as he said, "I... I see, I'll think about it again."

Ziana saw that Edison's face was not looking well, so she comforted him, "However, it's better to apologize sooner rather than later. It's better for you to admit your mistakes yourself than for that person to find out about this matter and come to question you, that'll only make things more difficult. Nonetheless, I'm just suggesting, let's eat first."

Edison nodded but felt exhausted all over. Even his hand holding the fork seemed to have been drained of strength.