My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)

Chapter 384

Chapter 384 Old Mr. Webster’s Idea

Donahueiel’s expression was cold, but his gaze was firm.

That was their first child, their own flesh and blood. But because of his

indifference and negligence, his child was gone forever.

Thinking of how he once used the miscarriage to question Janet and

repeatedly poked her at the place where it hurt the most, he couldn’t help but NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

imagine Janet’s helpless figure and how she writhed in pain. She went through all this by herself. Dona

hueiel felt like someone was grabbing his heart.

tightly.

As soon as these words came out, old Mr. Webster was thrilled at first and

thought that Donahueiel had finally known how to handle relationships. But

then, he stopped smiling as if thinking of something and looked at Donahueiel

with confusion.

“Why are you doing this? If you were doing this just because you feel guilty and sorry for her, then you

don’t need to do it.”

Old Mr. Webster frowned and gave Donahueiel a meaningful gaze.

“Jill is a good kid. You foolishly give all of your attention to that girl Anastasia and have already hurt Jill.

Don’t pester her now just to make yourself feel at ease. I think you wanted to get back together with Ja

net not because you like her. Remarrying is just going to hurt her again.”

At this time, old Mr. Webster was not like Donahueiel’s grandfather, but instead, he stood by

Janet’s side, feeling sorry for her from the bottom of his

heart,

Hearing old Mr. Webster mention Anastasia, Donahuciel fell into deep thoughts.

He had asked himself several times what his feelings for Anastasia were like, but often not only could h

e not get an answer, but his heart was in a mess.

But now, he knew that he truly experienced Janet’s pain, truly understood her hatred, and felt her miser

y.

“I was wrong. I mistakenly thought that my feeling for Anastasia was love. Now that I think about it clear

ly, the reason why I was worried and indulged Anastasia was that I was grateful for her saving my life. T

hat is it.‘

Donahueiel’s fists were clenched tightly on his knees, and his expression was firm.

“But Janet is different. I’m sure my feelings about her are different.”

Seeing Donahueiel’s swearing face, old Mr. Webster still had some doubts. Donahueiel usually stood b

y his words, but he made many mistakes in relationships.

“Did you give up on Anastasia because she was messing around with others so that you chose to get b

ack together with Jill?”

Old Mr. Webster’s face darkened as he thought about Peal who brought disgrace to the Webster family.

That girl couldn’t compare with his Jill in a million years. Mr. Webster couldn’t really understand what D

onahueiel saw in Anastasia.

Every time Donahueiel thought of what Anastasia had done, he rarely cared.

It would be a lie to say that he was not disappointed in her, but when he heard of Anastasia’s scandals,

he wasn’t furious at all.

But the anger that was missing from Anastasia exploded when he faced Janet.

He lost it when he thought of Nigel. Donahueiel knew Janet didn’t like Nigel,

but Nigel’s appearance by her side always made his anger spike.

Donahueiel was also shocked by this kind of endless possessive desire for Janet, like a wild beast seizi

ng its territory.

“No. It’s not the same.”

Donahueiel’s face was filled with rare tenderness.

“It was my lack of concern for her that caused the tragedy that year. I will

make it up to her.”

Seeing that Donahueiel was sincere, old Mr. Webster was relieved. He picked up his teacup and took a

sip, but he still had a look of disappointment on his

face.

“There is no use telling me this. I told you to treat Jill well, but what did you

do?”

Old Mr. Webster put the teacup on the table and gritted his teeth.

“Do you think she will really forgive you if you just remorse at this time?”

But old Mr. Webster didn’t want to see Donahueiel fail.

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Thus, he urged, “Since you decided, you have to act quickly. You’ve seen those men around Jill. She w

on’t be waiting for you forever.”

Speaking of which, old Mr. Webster regained his energy, got up, and started pacing around the room,

muttering non–stop.

“Jill is not an ordinary girl. Her status is high enough, and she has the Smedley family on her side. In thi

s way, your status will not be able to impress

her at all. Let me think…”

Old Mr. Webster eyed Donahueiel up and down. Donahueiel was handsome enough. But what if Jill wa

s tired of his face after seeing him for so many years?

Donahueiel’s hair stood on its end as he felt old Mr. Webster’s gaze. He felt like he was up for sale in ol

d Mr. Webster’s eyes.

Old Mr. Webster pondered for a while, but when he turned around and saw Donahueiel still sitting there

like he was frozen, he was pissed.

“What are you still doing here? Do you have a plan? Do you think you can get her back just by talking t

o her?”

All of a sudden, old Mr. Webster thought of something as he glanced at his

cane.

“Isn’t Jill’s Peaceral Jewelry quite famous in the jewelry design field? My birthday is coming. You can go

to her and ask her to design a crane for me. In this way, you can make your moves!”

Donahueiel didn’t know what to do for a second. He looked at thrilled old Mr.

Webster and told him the harsh truth.

“If I remember correctly, your birthday is half a year away, right?”

Old Mr. Webster choked at Donahueiel’s words and glared at him in irritation.

How could he be this ignorant? He kindly offered his insights, and that was how he respond?

“Then tell me, is there any better way for you to get in touch with her?”

Donahueiel stood up and helped old Mr. Webster to sit on the chair again.

“You don’t have to worry about it. I will figure out a way.”

Seeing old Mr. Webster was unwilling to let go and still wanted to talk, Donahueiel told him that he had

some work to do in the office, and left hurriedly.

Old Mr. Webster watched his back and curled his lips in disdain.

Mr. Webster didn’t believe someone who couldn’t even tell the difference

between love and gratitude had a way of winning Janet back.

Stroking his beard, old Mr. Webster started pondering. He realized had to

think of a way to help Donahueiel.

Gilbert was on a date with his new girlfriend when Donahueiel called him and

ask him to meet him in a bar.

It was already night, and the dim neon lights in the bar were shining.

In the bar, Gilbert watched Donahueiel drinking nonstop and didn’t know how

to react for a while.

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“Why are you doing this to me? I know you are not in a good mood because of Janet, but you have

to think about my love life too! Do you know how much time I spent on that

girl I was with earlier? You ruined my moment with a phone call!”

Donahueiel acted like he didn’t hear Gilbert’s voice. His mind was filled with

the way Janet looked at him, indifferent and cold, and his heart felt like it had been punched.

Seeing that Donahueiel was not in the mood for bickering, Gilbert coughed lightly, and tentatively asked

, “You really sent Quintina to a mental hospital?”