Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

Chapter 796 Can't Wait to Hold the Wedding

Mrs. Hilgard stood up to see him off with a cool look. "Off you go. Think it over and we'll see what

decision you'd make."

Mr. Hilgard stopped her. "How could you forgive me? Or how about I kneel down and beg you?"

He was about to cry - why had things become so terrible like this?

Mrs. Hilgard sneered, "Will you?"

She knew his arrogance very well and was sure that he would not get down on his knees and beg her

piteously—it would be much worse than killing him.

However, the next second, Mr. Hilgard held the armrest of the sofa and slowly kneeled down in front of

her. He cried, "Please. I beg you. Forgive me this time. Please."

"I won't say those harsh words anymore, nor quarrel with you again. From now on, you are the master

of the home.

"I don't want to divorce you. I really don't…"

Mrs. Hilgard was shocked and frightened as she saw Mr. Hilgard could be humble like this. At last, she

was so scared that she ran out of her home to the house nearby where her daughter and son-in-law

lived.

At this moment, Jean and Arthur were worried about how the discussion went as they knew Jean's

father would come to see her mother today.

When Jean opened the door and found her mother in a panic, she asked anxiously, "What's up? Did

dad hurt you?"

"No. No." Mrs. Hilgard shook her head. "Suddenly, he was on his knees and begged me to forgive him

in tears. I was frightened so I ran away."

Even Arthur and Jean were taken aback by Mr. Hilgard's actions, let alone Mrs. Hilgard.

Jean, in particular, could not imagine that her father was begging her mother on his knees. If she was

there, she would be scared away too.

"Did dad really know he was wrong?" Jean doubted.

"Please have a seat." Arthur helped Mrs. Hilgard to the sofa and poured her a glass of water.

After Mrs. Hilgard drank the water, she felt calmer. She said to Arthur, "Please let him go. I don't want

to see him now."

Arthur also thought that it was not the right time for Mrs. and Mr. Hilgard to have a further talk, so he

went to Mrs. Hilgard's house.

Mr. Hilgard was sitting on the sofa alone then, looking down on the ground. No one knew what he was

thinking.

Arthur looked at his back and felt pity for him at that moment.

Well, if Mr. Hilgard had known what happened now, he would have done those things in another way.

Arthur sat down opposite Mr. Hilgard, and comforted him with a knowing tone, "It's better to take baby

steps this time. Then Mrs. Hilgard will go soft little by little. I believe she'll forgive you.

"Today, I was just so impulsive and she was scared."

Mr. Hilgard sighed heavily and muttered, "Why is there no remedy for bygones in the world? How

beautiful our life would be if we could go back to those days."

If he could go back to the past, he would never say the word "divorce".

No, he would not object to Jean being in love with Arthur so that he would not wrangle with Mrs.

Hilgard.

Arthur felt a pang of regret from Mr. Hilgard's words. However, there was no such a remedy in the

world; if there was one, he should buy himself a pill, so he would be in love with Jean much earlier.

"It's OK to make a mistake. Just correct it later," Arthur comforted Mr. Hilgard. "Jean and I will host a

welcome dinner for her mom today. Come with us this evening."

Mr. Hilgard gave him a grateful look. "Thank you."

Mr. Hilgard knew that it was an opportunity Arthur and Jean created for him to win back Mrs. Hilgard's

heart.

It was true that every dog has its day. Mr. Hilgard did not expect that he should rely on his son-in-law

Arthur to get this opportunity.

Of course, Jean and Arthur asked Mrs. Hilgard for her opinion on whether Mr. Hilgard could be invited.

Mrs. Hilgard did not refuse it because Mr. Hilgard finally approved of Arthur being Jean's husband. It

was the first formal meal for the four of them.

The atmosphere of the dinner was quite nice. Although Mrs. Hilgard did not chat with Mr. Hilgard

actively, she responded to him sometimes as he kept talking to her shamelessly.

Actually, Mr. Hilgard felt embarrassed when Mrs. Hilgard gave him the cold shoulder at first. But he had

gotten used to it. As long as Mrs. Hilgard could talk with him, he would not care about his pride any

longer. The pride was useless—it could not provide any practical benefits, nor make Mrs. Hilgard

change her mind.

During the dinner, Mrs. Hilgard asked Jean and Arthur about their wedding ceremony. Jean was

surprised that Arthur could talk with Mrs. Hilgard from the overall style to many details and she could

not give a word in edgeways.

Jean pulled at Arthur's sleeve and asked him, "When did you prepare these things? I never heard you

talk about them."

It had been only over half a month since they got their marriage certificates. Yet it was conveyed from

his words that he had already planned out the whole wedding.

"Can I tell you that I actually thought about our wedding every day?" Arthur turned and looked at her,

with love-filled eyes. "I planned it whenever I had time."

Jean was deeply touched but also cared about him. "You are so busy at work. How could you have

time to think about these things? The wedding is in no hurry."

"Why not?" Arthur said. "I am in a hurry. I can't wait to have a big wedding and let everyone know that

we're married."

Jean was made speechless.

She thought he would not be worried about their wedding since they had already got the certificate. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

As a matter of fact, Jean was not interested in the wedding. If possible, she wished that they had no

wedding at all. She knew how exhausting a wedding would be, as a person who had participated in

both Emelia's and Nina's weddings.

Arthur got to know what Jean was thinking about, so he explained earnestly, "Though we've got the

certificate, we have to hold a wedding ceremony. Life needs a sense of occasion and thus we will live a

more romantic life, right?"

"You're right." What else could Jean say? She could not discourage him since he was incredibly eager

for the wedding.

In Mrs. and Mr. Hilgard's eyes, the young couple was sweet and Arthur was an earnest man.

Mrs. Hilgard was gratified that her daughter could marry a man as nice as Arthur. But when she

glanced at Mr. Hilgard, who was also gratified next to her, a flame of rage was ignited in her heart.

Didn't he feel ashamed?

He had strongly disagreed with Jean and Arthur's marriage before!

Upon thinking of this, she gave a snort. Mr. Hilgard, thus, turned and looked at her nervously. "What's

up?"

Mrs. Hilgard intended to ignore Mr. Hilgard at first. But if he had asked, she was allowed to say

something harsh.

"Somebody used to think that Mario Bartels was the best son-in-law in the world. So, he did everything

to get Jean and Mario together. What's the result then? Mario became a criminal!

"Somebody used to cry against the two lovers here. And now? He was forced to eat humble pie!"

Mr. Hilgard had to admit that he flushed with shame by the words. Especially when Mrs. Hilgard

mentioned Mario Bartels, he felt extremely humiliated.

If his daughter Jean became Mario's wife as he had wished, he would die of great regret at this

moment.

Mr. Hilgard said, "Somebody has damaged his daughter's mental health for so long. He owes his

daughter an apology, right?"

Mrs. Hilgard was speaking up for Jean. Mr. Hilgard always disciplined his daughter by forceful

suppressions, from choosing Jean's major to selecting her husband. He did owe Jean an apology.

Mr. Hilgard said mildly at once, "Jean, Arthur, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I was too brash. I'm glad you

two are sweet now."

Mr. Hilgard sighed heavily after saying these words. He was glad that Jean did not split with Arthur due

to him.