Revenge Against My Ex-husband

Chapter 205 The Real Reason

"Because of Marie," Dave sighed. He told Irene about Marie threatening him, and continued, "If Marie

wasn't so vicious, I would have buried this in my heart for the rest of my life, but now I don't think I can

do it anymore. Since Marie can do such harmful things to Margaret, she could do it to someone else. I

am worried that she'll harm others again."

"What does Marie have on you?" Irene asked back. Dave had always been peaceful and never

offended anyone. The only thing that Marie could threaten him with was his real identity.

However, in recent years, Dave had been really good to her. Her grandmother had married Dave's

father. Although she wasn't related to Dave by blood, he was indeed her uncle. This reason wouldn't be

a threat to him at all.

Dave stayed silent after Irene's question. After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Because she

knew that I liked your mother."

"What did you say?" Irene's voice changed.

"I've always liked your mother, but I couldn't express my love for her because of my identity. That year, I

hid in San Fetillo not just because of the fact that the famous painting was stolen, but also because I

knew that no one would reciprocate my love..."

Dave didn't know what to say. Although he and Myra were not related, from a moral aspect, they were

indeed siblings. He liked Myra, which was difficult for most people to understand and accept.

The living room was dead silent. Irene didn't know what to say. This matter had already exceeded her

imagination.

For as long as she could remember, Dave had appeared in her life as her uncle. Later, after her mother

passed away, she had left Steven and lived with him.

It was her uncle who had taken care of her. He was not just her uncle, but he had also played the role

as her parents. He was her family whom she trusted the most in the world.

Now her most trusted family member had suddenly changed his identity. He was not Thomas Nelson,

but the talented designer, Dave Walker instead. Although Irene was shocked, she could accept it. After

all, she had never seen her real uncle, Thomas who had passed away, and she had no feelings for

him. For her, Dave was Thomas. They were the same person, and they were both her uncle.

However, her uncle had mentioned that he liked her mother. Irene was confused. How could her uncle

like her mother? They were siblings. Even if they were not biologically related, they could not have

other feelings for each other. Wasn't this what the people called incest?

"Irene, it's all my fault. Your mother didn't know that I like her. My feelings were just my desires alone. It

had nothing to do with her. You must not have any bad thoughts about your mother. If you want to hate

someone in this scenario, just hate me instead," Dave was a little flustered when he saw that Irene was

not uttering a word.

Irene came to her senses and forced a smile when she saw the nervous expression on Dave's face,

"Please let me have a moment of silence so that I can think properly."

She really needed to think about it properly. In front of Thomas's worried eyes, she got up and walked

into her bedroom. She closed the door and sat by the bedside in a daze thinking, "How could this

happen?"

Seeing that Irene had closed the door and there was no movement for a long time, Dave could not sit

still. He knocked on the door and called for Irene, but she ignored him. Dave reached out to push the

door and realized that the door was locked from the inside. He panicked. Irene was pregnant. Did

telling Irene everything cause a bad effect on her? He immediately called Kinsey, "Kinsey, come back

now!"

"What happened?" Kinsey was very surprised.

"It's about Irene. It's hard to explain on the phone. You'll know when you come back." Hearing his

panicked tone, Kinsey did not ask any more questions and immediately took a leave to rush back to the

house.

After thinking for a while, Dave was still worried and he called Jordan to ask him to come back as soon

as possible.

The TV station was close to the villa, and about half an hour later, Kinsey had come back. When she

entered the door, she saw Dave walking back and forth in the living room. There was no trace of Irene

in the living room, so Kinsey asked, "Uncle, where is Irene?"

"Irene is in the room," Dave pointed at Irene's room, "Kinsey, please help me get Irene to open the

door."

"What happened?" Kinsey asked. She and Irene were best friends. Kinsey knew how close Irene's

relationship with her uncle was. Now that Irene had locked the door, and Thomas could not open it,

something important must have happened.

"I..." Dave smiled wryly, "It's not the right time to talk about this now. Go and open the door for me."

Kinsey walked to Irene's room and knocked on the door, "Irene, open the door!"

There was no sound from the other side. She knocked on the door and shouted a few times, but there

was still no response. Jordan came back and asked, "What happened?"

Dave looked at Jordan, "Irene knows already."

"What do you mean?" Jordan didn't react for a moment.

"She knows about my identity."

"Who told her?" Jordan was stunned. Dave pointed at himself. Jordan let out a cry and said, "Why did

you tell her now?"

It was actually not a good time to complain. He rushed to Irene's room and knocked on the door, "Irene,

open the door."

Irene closed the door and sat on the bed, her mind in a mess. It was like there were two voices in her

head, asking her to choose. One voice said to her, "Love cannot be controlled. Dave and Myra were

not biologically related. It's not wrong for him to love Myra."

Another voice was reminding her that although they were not biologically related, they were still

considered as siblings. That kind of relationship could not be accepted.

Dave had only liked Myra and did not do anything else. Was it wrong to like someone?

It was not wrong, but the person he liked was his sister. That was wrong!

The two voices defended each other repeatedly. Irene did not know what to do. At that time, her phone

rang. After a while, Irene picked up and answered it. A female voice was heard, "Irene, It's Marie. Let's

meet up!"

Why did Marie want to see her? Irene recalled that someone once said that she looked like Marie and

that they were mother and daughter. At that time, she paid it no mind. Now, she knew that Marie and

her mother were sisters. If she had known that she had a family member like Marie in the past, Irene

would be elated. However, now, after knowing that Marie was one of the culprits who had harmed

Margaret, she could not be happy anymore.

She knew very well about Margaret's kindness towards Marie, but instead Marie acted evil and tried to

frame her. It could be imagined how disgusting this person's character was. Marie had just met Dave

and now she had called her. Something was definitely amiss. Irene was pregnant and her safety came

first. How could she meet such a dangerous person?

She replied faintly, "I don't have time to meet up with you. If you have something to say, just tell me

over the phone."

"It's not convenient to talk about it on the phone. Why don't you come out and have a chat?"

"I've told you that I don't have time!" Irene emphasized. She did not want to talk to Marie anymore, "If

you got nothing to say, I'm going to hang up."

"Well, in that case, I have something to tell you, Thomas is not your biological uncle..."

"You are too late, Dr. Walker. I already know," Irene interrupted Marie. This woman was not a good

person. Fortunately, Dave had told her first, otherwise, she would have definitely been stunned by her

words.

Marie was startled. She did not expect Dave to reveal his identity to Irene so quickly. No wonder he

was not polite at all when he had met her. It turned out that Irene already knew who he was. Marie felt

burning hatred in her heart, "What I want to say is about Dave and your mother."

"Dave has also told me about this. Dr. Walker, you don't have to worry about all this anymore," Irene

sneered.

"He told you?" Marie couldn't believe that Dave would tell that to Irene, "What did he say?"

"What he said has nothing to do with you. Is there anything else?"

Irene's tone made Marie angry with embarrassment. She had a perfect plan in mind, but she had not

expected it to turn out to be useless. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't expect that you would

accept the truth of their incestual relationship so calmly."

"Marie, watch what you say." The word 'incestual' made Irene angry, "Uncle said that he had fallen in

love with my mother, but she didn't know."

"He's lying to you, Irene, there's a lot more that you don't know about. Do you know why your mother

had married your father back then? It was because the scandal between her and Dave got exposed. In

order to stop people from humiliating them, she hurriedly chose to marry Steven."

"Bullsh*t!" Irene shouted.

"Don't be so aggravated! If your mother and Dave were innocent, why didn't she tell you about Dave's

identity? When your mother died, you had already grown up. If they weren't guilty, they didn't have to lie

to you."

"Marie, I know very well what kind of person you are. You'd better stop here. Your provocation doesn't

have any effect on me."

"Irene, I'm just telling you everything I know. It's up to you whether to believe it or not. Let me tell you,

Dave hid his real identity and used Thomas's name to live in San Fetillo in order to maintain a long-

term relationship with your mother! If you don't believe me, you can go and ask Steven. He knows very

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back then!"

"B*stard!" Irene was trembling with anger. She threw her phone away.

The phone fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Marie's voice disappeared, but her words—he

knows very well what happened between Dave and your mother. It was him who had caught Myra and

Dave in bed back then!—lingered.

Marie's words were looping in Irene's ears over and over as if they had been implanted inside. There

was no way she could wave them away no matter how hard she tried. Irene's arms wrapped around

her head in pain.

In her impression, her mother had always been so gentle and kind. No matter what, she did not seem

to be that kind of person. It had to be Marie who had framed her! It was impossible for her mother to

have an affair with Dave! It had to be Marie who had framed her mother. It had to be!