Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 668: Chapter 668 No Regrets_1

Alexander Summers took Atra Blanc to the hospital, and Purple Summers, unable to rest at home, followed with a limp and a crutch.

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She gradually woke up in the hospital but refused to look at Alexander Summers again, and he was equally stubborn, plunging the mother and son into a cold war.

Purple stayed in the hospital with Atra Blanc.

Atra Blanc asked her, “Purple, do you want to go find your father?”

Purple was stunned, not understanding why Atra Blanc suddenly brought it up.

“Your father is in Kingsley, I will take you to see him, okay?” Atra Blanc said with a weary face, softly persuading her, “You are still young and don’t understand how important a reputation is for a woman. Your mother and I have both stumbled on this issue; I really don’t want to see you make the same mistakes.”

Purple was quiet for a while, then asked, “Mom, did my father get married?”

Atra Blanc hesitated, then nodded, “He got married.”

“So, if I go to find him, what status will I have?” Purple’s voice was low, “An illegitimate daughter from before the marriage? Mom, it’s been so many years, he hasn’t come to find me, and I don’t want to acknowledge him. I’ve already passed the age of needing fatherly love.”

Atra Blanc felt a pang of sorrow, her eyes turning red as she looked at Purple, “Mom doesn’t want you to go to Kingsley either, but I can’t stand by and watch your brother ruin you. You’re only seventeen; in the future, you will go to the Judicial Training Institute, you will become a prosecutor, your life shouldn’t be tarnished like this.”

Purple smiled helplessly, “Mom, you’re really lacking confidence in my brother…”

“He’s never been reliable! He’s never had a girlfriend for more than a week!” As she spoke of Alexander, Atra Blanc’s tears surged again, “Every day he’s drinking, gambling, wasting his life away. I say a few words, and he gets annoyed with me. I don’t expect much from him, but he shouldn’t treat you this way!”

Purple didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

The only thing to blame is that the playboy image Alexander had crafted for himself was too successful; it had become deeply rooted in Atra Blanc’s heart, an impression that couldn’t easily be wiped away in a short time.

Was this self-inflicted?

“Mom, my brother has been good to me… Believe in him just this once,” Purple said with an awkward smile. “I was just an adopted daughter of the Summers Family, and when I turn eighteen, I’m thinking of changing my name, and no one will know about our sibling relationship…”

“Is that the sweet talk he’s been using to coax you?” Atra Blanc felt her daughter was blinded by love, speaking earnestly, “Your mother was the same way back in the day, trusting a man’s words too easily, and what was the result? Happy and elated she left, only to come back alone, with nothing, not even a place to stay!”

Purple said, “But, if she hadn’t gone with that man back then, she might have regretted it for the rest of her life, right? Mom, women in love are probably all the same, not turning back until they hit a wall. Let me try this once.”

Atra Blanc stared at her daughter blankly, unsure of how to persuade her.

Purple then softly asked Atra Blanc, “Do you regret it? After everything with Old Master Summers, you also ended up without a social status… You’re so beautiful. If you hadn’t met Old Master Summers, you could have married well and been a socialite, living a life of luxury.”

Atra Blanc bit her lip and shook her head, “I don’t regret it.”

Purple smiled faintly, took Atra Blanc’s hand, and whispered, “Mom, I feel the same. No matter how tough life gets in the future, I won’t regret being with him.”

At her words, Atra Blanc felt a surge of emotion.

She was silent for a long time and eventually let out a defeated sigh, “Go… call your brother in.”

“Mom, thank you.” Purple couldn’t help but embrace Atra Blanc, “You’ve been so good to me.”

Atra Blanc, feeling helpless, stroked Purple’s head, “Go on, be careful, your leg hasn’t healed yet.”

Purple smiled and walked out of the ward with the crutch.

Alexander was still waiting outside, his entire demeanor one of restlessness and near madness.

Learning that Atra Blanc was willing to see him, Alexander knew there was room for negotiation and hurried in.

“I have only one demand,” Atra Blanc said, sitting up in the hospital bed, speaking sternly. “Before Purple turns eighteen, you are not to have any physical contact with her.”

Alexander’s face turned dark immediately.