"Hmph! Hmph!"
Francis sneered inwardly, "Is that so?"
After the divorce, Rong Jingyang still wanted to flaunt his affection in front of him?
"A misunderstanding?" The old man's icy blue eyes, colder than hailstones, fixed on Rong Jingyang. Was this young man taking him for a fool, or was he simply overconfident?
Ruoxin clearly had given up on Rong Jingyang, determined to divorce him.
And Rong Jingyang acted as if his daughter was just throwing a childish tantrum?
Hmph!
Don't think that this would make him let him off the hook! Or forgive him for the fact that he had given his daughter an unhappy marriage!
Not a chance!
He could be fooled by his daughter; that was his willing choice.
But Rong Jingyang—
He was waiting to die!
"Yes." Even as he felt the death glare, Rong Jingyang straightened his back and said, "I didn't consider Ruoxin's feelings. I shouldn't have upset her while she was pregnant."
He should have realized earlier that Du Ruoxin might be experiencing hormonal fluctuations due to her pregnancy, making her prone to temper tantrums and childish behavior.
He shouldn't have argued with her.
And he definitely shouldn't have left her to reflect alone.
He should have told her directly that he would never contact Ivy again, and even if he did, he would definitely get her consent.
"Heh heh!"
"Heh heh heh!"
Francis let out several cold laughs upon hearing Rong Jingyang's words, looking at him with disdain.
What kind of explanation was this!
"My daughter isn't pregnant! She just has a cold!" the old Duke glared at Rong Jingyang, his voice booming with anger. "I took her to the hospital to see a doctor, and I personally saw her take cold medicine."
Rong Jingyang: "..."
Didn't Mommy say Du Ruoxin was pregnant? Was that not true?
Seeing Rong Jingyang frown, Francis's tone grew even harsher, "Rong Jingyang, if my daughter isn't pregnant, does that mean you were justified in upsetting her?"
Rong Jingyang: "..."
If she wasn't pregnant, then Du Ruoxin indeed needed to reflect.
How could she have committed an illegal act like kidnapping?
He hoped that his wife, the woman he, Rong Jingyang, wanted to protect, would have clean hands her entire life.
"Crack!"
A stick landed on the contemplative Rong Jingyang.
Francis trembled with rage; silence was admission.
Damn it! What kind of man was he! Truly a scumbag! A dense, unromantic scumbag!
As dull as a stone!
Could he treat his own wife the same way he treated his subordinates?
If he said one thing, could he not do another?
No wonder his daughter was determined to divorce him.
Living with such a rigid and uninteresting man every day must be so monotonous and miserable.
Divorce!
It was a must!
The more Francis thought about it, the angrier he became. He swung the stick as if he were beating his own disappointing son, each blow harder than the last, muttering, "I'll make you upset my daughter!"
"I'll make you upset my daughter!"
"Yo ho ho—"
As he was hitting, perhaps from using too much force, Francis's hand cramped.
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
The butler, seeing his master cramping, rushed forward to support him. "Your Grace, what's wrong?"
Francis trembled, "I'm... cramping—"
"Quick—"
"Quick—"
Take him for a massage, acupuncture.
The butler clearly understood his master's needs and quickly instructed the bodyguards to carry him.
In a moment, the old man who had arrived with great fury to demand an explanation was gone as quickly as he came.
Rong Jingyang and the others were stunned.
Especially Lin Xuanyao and Mu Li. They had wanted to intervene when the old Duke was hitting their master with such ferocity, but they dared not. If they didn't intervene, they felt a little guilty about the salary they had received.
They were hesitant, undecided.
After some thought, the two ultimately did not act.
Their master hadn't resisted, nor had he snatched the stick from the old man's hand. He had simply waited to be beaten. Why should they worry?
Perhaps the more this father-in-law beat his son-in-law, the more he would like him? And their master could bring his wife back sooner.
This was a family matter, and it was not appropriate for them to interfere.
That's right!
The two of them simultaneously looked away.
However, less than two minutes later, the old man's hand cramped and he needed treatment.
Lin Xuanyao and Mu Li could barely contain their laughter.
Rong Jingyang didn't comment on their bystander attitude and amused expressions. At this moment, all he wanted was to see Du Ruoxin.
Controlling his wheelchair, he walked out of the room.