"I didnāt take a lunch break today." Jane Sampson was briefly startled by Minister Carterās gentle voice, which didnāt seem accusatory, "Uncle Carter, did you call me because thereās something important?"
"I should have called you two days ago, but I just couldnāt find the time, and I thought it wouldnāt be sincere to rush through the conversation with you." Minister Carter sighed, "Iām calling to apologize to you about Jillianās actions, girl, I am sorry, it is my failure as a father not to have raised my daughter properly, which led her to do those things."
Father Carter paused, "I know what sheās thinking, but rest assured, I wonāt agree to it."
Hearing that Father Carter specifically called to apologize on behalf of Jillian, Jane Sampsonās feelings suddenly became a mix of many emotions.
From initial shock and bewilderment to a slow and gradual envy.
"Uncle is really good to Jillian." Jane Sampson commented softly, her tone filled with carefully concealed envy.
"The moment her mother and I brought her into this world, we were obligated to take responsibility for her life. But we failed to educate her properly, to instill in her the right set of moral values. This is the fault of both her mother and me. I have been busy with work and failed to notice the changes in her mentality in time, itās a dereliction of my duties as a father."
Father Carter said, "No matter how angry or disappointed I am, she is still my own daughter, how could I not love her? In the world, is there any parent who doesnāt love their child? In the end, isnāt it always the parents who pay off their childrenās debts?"
"Yes, in this world, where is there a parent who does not love their own child?" Jane Sampson repeated softly.
Not understanding why, Father Carter hummed in agreement, "Janeās parents must love you very much too, right? Thatās why theyāve raised you to be so outstanding as you are today."
At this moment, tears uncontrollably filled Jane Sampsonās eyes. She gently curved her lips into a smile, even as tears silently streaked down from the corners of her mouth.
"Yes, my daddy and mommy must love me very much too," Jane Sampson said, wiping the tears from her eyes.
Itās just that she hasnāt found them yet.
One day, she will find them, right?
They will love her just like Jillianās father does, wonāt they?
"Whatās wrong?" Father Carter detected something slightly off in Jane Sampsonās tone.
"Itās nothing, Uncle, thank you." Jane Sampson thought to herself that he was the first to say this to her, telling her, Jane Sampson, your parents must love you very much because you are so outstanding.
"You silly girl, why suddenly thank me? I should be the one thanking you for repeatedly tolerating Jillianās bullying toward you," Father Carter chuckled lightly, "If she was even half as sensible as you, Iād be satisfied."
"Uncle, I tend to ignore most things, but if it involves my friends and family, I can be relentless and unforgiving," Jane Sampson was giving Father Carter a heads-up, like the tweet she had just posted not too long ago.
"Good, itās right that she should suffer a bit and learn her lesson," Father Carter said, "Although I love my daughter, Iām not prepared to spoil her."
By saying this, Father Carter also knew that he couldnāt possibly ask Jane Sampson not to fight back since Jillian had indeed gone too far in some of her actions.
In this world, there is no reason for two people to exist without cause, and no one is inherently obligated to yield to another.
"Visit our home when youāre free, together with your teacher Mr. Carter. I remember you like the meals he cooks. Then, Iāll have him prepare something delicious for you," Father Carter said.