YM778.TV Chapter 69 Father and daughter
"Literally, have you ever thought that she is also protecting you?"
Kain repeated himself, and Wilfred frowned, obviously still not understanding.
Kain sighed, forced to continue explaining.
"Mr. Wilfred, from the looks of it, you don\'t seem to pay much attention to eating, right?"
Even drinking water.
Wilfred\'s face was gaunt because the subcutaneous fat has been eliminated, pale and sallow. Short, shallow, irregular breathing. These are the signs of a person who has been living in a state of malnutrition for a long time.
The lips are dry and slightly chapped, obviously lacking in hydration by not drinking water.
With Wilfred\'s status, being starved was like a joke, so this couldn\'t happen.
So, there is only one way to explain this, and that is the subjective nature created by Wilfred.
The state of eating less or fasting will also be different for different people. For some people, eating less and only eating "enough to survive" has become a habit, to the point that they sometimes forget to eat because the "hunger" warning is no longer effective. The impact of this change is not only psychological, but also physiological, the stomach will gradually shrink to better accommodate less food, the hormones when encountering food will also disappear, making it difficult for the feeling of hunger to appear.
Wilfred had apparently made fasting a habit.
This is not really a big deal, but when you add another element, it is not.
That\'s the job.
Mera once said that her father almost always threw himself into his work with great enthusiasm and madness. Combined with his frequent fasting, the possibility of sudden death from overwork was not low.
The hard work required an equally massive nutritional replenishment to compensate for the loss, but Wilfred had forgotten the latter.
From the above, Kain was able to deduce the truth, the truth about how Mera protected her father.
A silent protection, but also full of love.
"I don\'t understand what this has to do with anything?"
"Basically, you are a person who skips meals and still rushes into work. So do you remember what your main meals are?"
"What are you saying, I\'m perfectly well fed... at least dinner."
"So why dinner?"
Another question that he doesn\'t understand.
Wilfred seemed strangely awkward, he wanted to avoid this question, but Kain\'s attentive gaze was really too weighty.
"Okay, okay! It\'s for Mera, alright? Because those are the rare times she comes home and sits in front of me."
Wilfred was like a child forced to reveal where the candy was hidden, his face full of distress.
As he finished speaking, Wilfred could barely contain his irritation towards Kain. But he could not catch even a moment of Kain gloating or laughing at him.
Now that I think about it, Kain hasn\'t changed at all since the beginning of the conversation.
This was actually a bit scary considering the other party was just a teenager old enough to be Wilfred\'s children.
"And you still don\'t realize it, Mr.Wilfred?"
"Your daughter, whom you always branded as a rebellious daughter who always disobeyed her father. Such a person always comes home on time for dinner and eats with you?"
Wilfred froze as a statue, but Kain wasn\'t finished yet.
"You must love her so much, right? So you want to spend that rare time just sitting down and having dinner with your daughter."
"What about Mera? She already knows that."
"She knows that if she does it, you will do it too. So despite having to endure that cold dinner, she still does it every day. To keep you from suddenly dying at work one day."
"If she were really that heartless and rebellious, you would never see her, and she wouldn\'t need to come home. Am I right?"
Now Wilfred was not only frozen, but had begun to tremble.
Everything was like a torrent of water pouring out, leaving Wilfred in a daze.
He\'s not an emotional man, but that\'s before his family gets involved.
Wilfred opened his mouth to say something, but at this moment he found his throat dry.
He recalled that during every meal, Mera would drink a lot of water, and every time she picked up her glass of water, she would always look intently at Wilfred.
Isn\'t this a kind of psychological hint?
Because she eats, he eats, because she drinks, he drinks.
Wilfred now realized how refined the seemingly rude girl was.
Looking at Wilfred\'s face, even the unchanged Kain\'s face showed a rare sigh.
Both wanted to heal each other, but were too ashamed to make it up to each other, and in the end, both were still hurt. A father thinks his daughter doesn\'t love him and a daughter thinks her father hates her.
"Mr. Wilfred, your daughter is not dumb."
"On the contrary, she is an extremely delicate and wise person. She can think of anything you can think of. Do you really think of her as a three-year-old child?"
"I... I just…"
"Well, it seems that\'s true. She\'s hurt not because you hit her, but because of the harsh truth that you don\'t trust her even a little bit."
Now that the ideological work is done, there is only one final step left.
"I... what should I do now?"
Wilfred held his head, eyes wide, pleadingly looking towards Kain. Even though he had solved a thousand problems, he could not think of a way to reconcile with Mera.
Kain looked pensive, then walked out of the room. A moment later, Kain returned with the wreath partially crushed.
"Let\'s weave together the broken parts of this wreath."
"Huh? This…"
"So do you want to make up with Mera or not?"
"Of course I want to! But... I don\'t know how to weave a wreath…"
"It\'s okay, I\'ll teach you, it\'s easy."
Kain then sat down and placed the wreath in front of Wilfred.
The sight of two men bowing their heads and busily making wreaths made the servants passing by cover their mouths in surprise, and Myra even stood by the door and chuckled.
She had never seen her father so focused on a trivial matter.
As for Kain, he was seriously instructing on the surface, but in reality he was secretly laughing inside.
In fact, given the connection between Wilfred and Mera, they were actually only one door apart, and Kain had just provided the key to that door. Then, all it took was a sincere apology and everything was settled smoothly.
But Wilfred slapped Mera anyway, shouldn\'t there be some kind of compensation?