"Seeking Forgiveness" or "Asking for Forgiveness"（1）

His tone alone could freeze one's heart.

Jane took a deep breath and asked as calmly as possible, "Where did you keep him?"

"Lavender Manor." After the crisp two words, John hung up the phone.

Lavender Manor was a famous wealthy residential area in the city, where privacy was highly valued. Despite being in the city center where every inch of land was precious, the distance between each villa was as much as a kilometer, and towering trees also blocked the line of sight.

She had been to Lavender Manor before and could easily find it.

However, when she entered the villa, the situation in the living room made her blood run cold.

Her parents were here, and they even brought piles of gifts. Expensive tonics were placed on the coffee table, and both of them were dressed up, looking like they were trying to please.

John was sitting steadily on the sofa, while her father stood next to him, bowing and smiling, showing him the gifts. Unfortunately, John didn't even bother to look at them.

"Mom, Dad..." She walked over quickly, feeling her face burning. A sense of humiliation and grievance made her unable to face them.

Emma saw her and gave her a cold glare before saying, "We're here to apologize for you. We hope John can forgive you for the dirty things you've done."

Jane felt her face burning with embarrassment and wished she could throw all the gifts out. She hadn't done anything, so why did everyone assume she had?

She bit her lip and endured the humiliation. "Mom, Dad, you should go home first."

As soon as Emma heard this, she exploded, grabbing Jane and pushing her in front of John. "You caused the trouble. If you don't apologize properly and know your place, you're asking for trouble!"

Jane stumbled and fell into John's arms, which he quickly pushed away as if he had encountered a venomous snake.

She fell to the ground and hit the coffee table with her side, making her wince in pain. She bit back the urge to cry out.

She looked up at Elizabeth, who was sitting awkwardly. With a flick of her eyes, she gestured for Elizabeth to take her father and leave.

Elizabeth sighed and spoke like a good person. "John, this was really Jane's fault, but you've been childhood friends, and for the sake of Jill, please forgive her."

What was this all about?

She had done nothing wrong.

She opened her mouth, almost shouting at them, "You can leave! I didn't do anything wrong! Why are you all groveling to him? I don't need his forgiveness."

Emma heard her words and was outraged. She was about to hit Jane when John spoke coldly, "Please leave."

Intimidated by John's authority, Emma dared not say more and left with Elizabeth, taking all the gifts with them.

As they turned to leave, they saw Jane looking unhappy, as if she had committed a terrible offense and lost face.

"Hmm." John chuckled coldly. "You don't need my forgiveness?"

Jane raised her head and stood firm. She hadn't done anything wrong. "I really don't need it."

John was furious.

Because she didn't care, she didn't need him!

Clearly, she no longer had him in her heart!

She betrayed him and acted as if she had no remorse?

Was she really so determined to be with that man?

The long-term resentment burned fiercely, causing his five organs and six intestines to ache.

"You colluded with Carl to deceive me, how should this be counted?" His tone was icy, his gaze sinister, and a low pressure permeated his entire body.