Chapter 205
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Tears flowed out of Jenny's eyes as she heard Dean's cold words. She clenched the clothes on her chest and said in a sobbing voice: "I know that you can't forgive me for the harm I caused to you. I can't forgive myself either! But I hope that I can make it up to you. I'll use all my time to make it up to you. Please give me a chance, okay? "
Dean silently looked at the girl who was standing in front of him with tears streaming down her face. Her face was full of pain. The pity on her face would make anyone feel heartbroken. He was silent for a long time and slowly said: "There are some things that can't be made up for. There is no need to make up for it. The past is the past. It's not your fault. I know you, so I don't hate you. It's just that you don't know me very well."
At this point, he paused and slowly said, "From now on, I hope you can live your own life well. Take care of each other."
"No!" Jenny saw that Dean was about to turn back. She hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Dean's arm: "I know that I did wrong. Don't you even want to give me a chance to make it up to me? We used to be so happy together. We have the same ideals. We …"
"Stop!"
Suddenly, an angry shout came from the distance.
They saw a carriage coming from the hillside. A middle-aged butler wearing a tall hat was standing in the carriage. He was angrily pointing at the position where Dean and Jenny were standing.
Dean's eyes were cold. He twisted his wrist and broke away from Jenny's hand. He looked at the carriage coming over.
"Smelly boy, get away from me. Don't get close to our Miss!" The middle-aged butler hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and shouted.
"Uncle!" Jenny wiped her tears and hurriedly said: "How can you talk like that!"
The middle-aged butler was worried. He looked at her and said: "He didn't do anything to you, right?"
"Uncle, don't talk nonsense. He's not what you think," Jenny hurriedly said.
The middle-aged butler stopped in front of her and angrily stared at Dean: "Boy, if you dare to get close to our Miss again, I'll break your legs!"
Dean's indifferent face flashed a trace of coldness: "Don't use the lines you use to intimidate ordinary people on me. If you speak rudely again, I will break your legs now!"
Hearing Dean's words, the middle-aged butler choked for a moment, and then flew into a rage. But when he saw the chill in Dean's eyes, he suddenly remembered that Dean was a hunter with an eccentric temperament. It would be easy for him to break his legs, and he also had the courage to do so! His face was ugly. He stopped looking at Dean and pulled Jenny: "Miss, let's go back. Master asked me to pick you up."
"No, I won't go back!" Jenny was shocked and angry, breaking away from his hand.
The middle-aged butler thought of Rudolph's words. He didn't care about etiquette as he grabbed Jenny's hand: "Miss, master will send a knight to take you away if you don't go back."
"Let go of me, let go of me!" Jenny raised her other hand and hurriedly hit him, struggling to break free. However, how could her slender arm compare to the middle-aged butler's strength?
Dean looked at the scene coldly: "You'd better let go of her."
The middle-aged butler heard his words and looked at him in anger: "Boy, don't even think about bewitching our family's miss."
Dean's eyes flashed and his figure suddenly swayed. Bang! The middle-aged butler felt his arm go numb. He couldn't help but loosen his fingers. At the same time, there was a burst of pain in his chest. His body involuntarily flew out and sat on the ground. He screamed in pain.
Jenny broke away from the butler's hand and saw Dean standing in front of her. She cried out in joy and quickly reached out to grab him.
Dean raised his arm and blocked her hand. He didn't look at her but coldly looked at the middle-aged butler who was constantly groaning in pain: "I will keep your leg. Go back and tell your master that I can let bygones be bygones. But if you provoke me in the future, no one will be able to protect your Burong family!"
The middle-aged butler kept rubbing his buttocks. He was about to shout when he saw Dean's sword-like eyes. His heart shrank and there was a bit of panic on his face.
Dudian looked at Jenny and indifferently said: "From now on, I hope you won't bother me again. I'll be very grateful to you." Then he indifferently turned away and went back to the castle along the path of the manor.
Jenny stared at his back. She felt as if time and space were pulled extremely far away. It was difficult to touch him again. Tears fell from her eyes but she didn't notice it.
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Dean returned to the castle. Old Fulin dispersed the knights, squires, and his children who were lying in front of the window. He looked at the indifferent teenager in a complicated mood. He sighed: "Are you okay?"
Dean silently shook his head.
"Miss Jenny is a flower in a greenhouse. She doesn't understand the truth and cruelty of the world. You can't blame her." Old Fulin sighed: "I wouldn't agree if my daughter were to marry a hunter. No aristocrat would agree. You are still young and there is a long way to go in the future. Once you become successful and have a status comparable to that of an aristocrat, you will be able to find a beautiful, kind and virtuous girl. "
Dean looked up at him: "People have to pay the price if they want to be happy. Some people have to pay the price. Some people have to pay the price. Some people have to pay the price. There is no one in this world who is worthy of me giving up everything. I will give up my career, ambitions, pursuits, and even my dignity. I won't do such a stupid thing for the second time! "
Old Fulin looked at him and sighed softly: "You are still young. Don't talk like that. Everyone is living to pursue what they think will make them happy. Some are love, some are family, some are wealth, some are power … What I pursue is my family. I want my children to be able to pass on from generation to generation. I want the medal of the Ryan family to not fall into the dust. For this, I am willing to give up everything and give up everything!"
Dean stared at him: "But some things don't mean that you can get them. People's hearts are the most difficult to predict. As for wealth and power, as long as you are willing to give up everything, you can get them!"
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