the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart-Chapter 633: When Young and Reckless, Notoriety Felt Like a Medal of Honor

Chapter 633: Chapter 633: When Young and Reckless, Notoriety Felt Like a Medal of Honor
Delphine stood at the doorway, her expression filled with unease as she looked at Cassius Turner. Then she walked over and softly asked, "Are you feeling better? What did the doctor say?"
Cassius Turner raised his eyes. The refined and pale professor from the esteemed Land Family forced a smile that was more bitter than tears and rasped, "Actually, I always knew a day like this would come. Did you see everything that happened just now?"
Delphine didn’t speak. She simply nodded lightly. Between her and Cassius Turner, certain truths didn’t need concealing.
Cassius Turner laughed bitterly. The cunning methods of the ruthless South Seas man were truly unprecedented in their brutality, each move designed to push someone to the brink of ruin. Even such old, buried matters had been unearthed, played out right in front of Delphine.
That man was far too cruel—too unsuitable for someone as kindhearted and gentle as Delphine.
"Sit down. I’ll explain everything slowly," Cassius Turner rasped, gesturing for Delphine to take a seat.
To rip open the scars of an old wound and expose it—not just to anyone, but to the woman he loved most—was an act of unspeakable cruelty.
In a voice barely above a whisper, Cassius Turner confessed, "While I was waiting for you in Lhasa, I knelt to pray for redemption. Delphine, for a long time now, I’ve felt that I’m unworthy of you. I’m not as good as you think I am. The truth is, you are so good—so good that I can’t help but keep wanting to draw closer to you."
"I was born into the Land Family, a household of rigid traditions and strict discipline. I rebelled against it from a young age, running wild with Yeats Howard. We were infamous troublemakers in the Imperial City. In those reckless days, I thought having a bad reputation was the coolest badge of honor, a marker of unrestrained youth, a source of pride." Wilbur Turner spoke calmly, "Back then, aside from staying away from drugs, I lived an utterly absurd life. One day, while out singing karaoke with a group of notorious friends, I met a girl."
That girl was Charlotte Hughes, someone who came from poverty but was self-reliant and fiercely independent. She had eyes like a bunny’s—soft and innocent. Cassius Turner, hot-blooded and impetuous, started teasing the girl. Later, drunk and foolish, he somehow ended up in bed with her. Afterward, the girl came looking for him, saying she was pregnant. In that instant, he felt shocked and panicked. Despite his rebellion and absurdity, the traditions of the Land Family had been deeply ingrained in him. He simply threw a pile of money at the girl, telling her to have an abortion.
If only he had shown just a bit more patience back then, maybe that tragic incident would never have happened.
Charlotte Hughes came from a family living in dire poverty. Her work-study efforts were all to send a little extra money back home. The young girl accepted the money, but she sent every cent to her family instead. Left with no other options, she went to a shady clinic for the abortion. Her body, weakened from years of malnutrition and relentless hard work, struggled to recover. She continued to strain herself at high-intensity jobs, causing her health to deteriorate further, until she ultimately collapsed and passed away.
"After the incident, I sent money to the Hughes Family—so much money, year after year, without pause. But no amount of money can ever bring back a young life." The tremor in Cassius Turner’s voice betrayed his anguish. From that point forward, he went three days and nights without eating, broke away from his old circle, and began to focus on his studies and intellectual pursuits, living up to the Land Family name.
The infamous Imperial City delinquent thus turned his life around, becoming the respected professor he was today. Even his parents didn’t know the full story—they thought he had miraculously matured overnight, unaware of the young life lost along the way.
Now that the truth had been exposed, Cassius Turner surprisingly felt a sense of relief. But it also meant that his future with Delphine was impossible.
"Do you think I’m an executioner?" The pale, refined man’s face showed a trace of pain.
Delphine reached out to clasp his trembling hand, her gaze filled with sympathy as she said, "You’ve already paid for it with a lifetime of remorse, Cassius Turner. It wasn’t entirely your fault."