Journey to Happy Ending

Chapter 1808 The Ending (Part Three)

"Justin, please don't go… stay with me for a while… I promise… Just a little while…" Joyce murmured

softly, her breath smelling of alcohol. Huey's heart twitched, watching his twin sister in enormous

emotional pain. He wondered if there was anything he could do to ameliorate the situation.

"Joyce, wake up, I am your brother Huey, not Justin," Huey said rather loudly. He hadn't fallen in love

with anyone so far, and hence, he didn't know much about love. But if falling in love was anything as

painful as what his sister was experiencing right now, he decided he'd rather stay away from it.

"Brother, please tell me, why can't Justin fall in love with me?" Joyce asked, tear drops flowing down

her cheeks. She was undoubtedly drunk but Huey figured out that she still hadn't lost consciousness.

"It's very simple, because he doesn't love you. But you are in denial of the truth," Huey said slowly and

calmly so that the truth could pierce her heart which was now floating in a sea of intoxicating alcohol.

He wore a cool expression and his eyes were grim and deep, depicting a maturity that was meant for

people far ahead of him in age.

"Oh! That's right, because he doesn't love me so he can hurt me without feeling liable for it," Joyce said Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

with a heartbroken smile.

"If he doesn't hurt you now and come out clean with you, he will only end up hurting you much more in

the future. It may even end up jeopardizing both your lives," Huey said earnestly. At this point, Huey

was very much in favor of Justin's approach. Since a relationship was impossible, it was obviously

advisable for her to experience all the pain at once. Although it might seem a little cruel at the outset, it

was indeed the kindest thing he could have done.

"But I am so sad! I can't just stop loving him in a moment's notice. What should I do?" Joyce asked in a

whisper. If love was perhaps an entity to be taken and withdrawn by will, would it be qualified to be

described as true love?

"Joyce, just give it some time. Time heals all wounds, regardless of how deep the wounds are," Huey

comforted her gently. Even if she was deeply in love with him as of now, he believed that once the

circumstances altered, it would be possible for her to forget him completely and fall in love with

someone who reciprocated her feelings.

'Joyce, only when you experience the extreme pain, you will know how to let it go. Only by doing so will

you be able to enter into a new phase of life. So I do not mind if your pain seems unbearable for now,

because only in this way the next time when you fall in love, you will be more mature and cautious, '

Huey's mind was facing a hurricane of thoughts he wanted to convey to his sister.

He stayed with her for a long time until she finally dozed off. The day had turned out to be unusually

exhausting for her. Then he tiptoed out of her room, only to be startled by the dark shadow guarding

the door.

"So your sister finally fell asleep?"asked Rain, anxiously. He was aware that this moment would arrive

someday, but he wasn't expecting it this soon.

"Yes! Dad, you already know about what happened to her, don't you?" Huey asked in a faint tone. He'd

be unequivocally surprised if his father actually knew something about this.

Rain sighed deeply, cleared his throat and said, "About my own daughter's feeling towards Justin? I'm

confident that only ignorant people like your mother wouldn't be able to figure it out. Instead, she is

always worried that her daughter couldn't find a boyfriend. She didn't figure out that it isn't because she

couldn't find one but because she already has a secret crush on Justin." Rain couldn't be more

concerned and anxious about his daughter. He would do practically anything for her. However, he knew

that he was not qualified to advise her on her relationships, despite how much ever he wanted to.

"Dad, let's just leave her alone for a while. I'm hopeful that as days pass by, she'll recover from this

painful incident and bounce back to her vigorous life," Huey said. Besides, there seemed to be no other

way than this for them to do. Blankness creeped into their minds when they searched for a solution to

this problem.

"I guess that's the only choice we have so far. You should go to bed now!" said Rain earnestly, full of

concerns for his son as well. Rain had watched Justin growing up into an able man in front of his eyes.

He was well aware that Joyce was not the type of girl he would fall in love with. But when he noticed

that it was Justin whom his beloved daughter had developed feelings for, being her father, he couldn't

afford to tell her the truth.

"Okay! Dad, you should also go to sleep now! It's gotten really late," Huey said, yawning. He then

walked off towards his room.

Yet, Rain chose to not leave the place. Instead, he gently opened the door of his daughter's room and

tiptoed in cautiously. When he noticed the dried tears on her cheeks through the dim light of the room,

his heart twitched in pain. But, he held the firm belief that some of the pains like the pain attributed to

love could only be endured by herself. So, he sat next to her bedside helplessly and stared at his

beautiful daughter.

The past memories about her kept flashing in his mind like a slideshow. When he first saw her, she was

just a cute little girl. Now, she had grown into a young adult with a broken heart. She had grown into

nothing like what Rain expected her to be, including her choice of love.

He leaned over, kissed her forehead gently, and walked out in unbearable fatherly pain. She had just

walked out of her first step in relationships and she still had a long way to go through. Though he could

not walk with her through that path, he hoped to render her every support and assistance she might

require. Despite being aware of the high possibility of his daughter making illogical decisions quite

often, he swore to himself that he would be on her side.

The next day, Justin arrived at the company very early, but was startled to notice someone who had

arrived earlier than him.

"Uncle Rain, what brings you here?" Justin asked in surprise. Seeing his uncle Rain sitting on the sofa

quietly, Justin grimaced. If his assumption was right, his uncle had come to talk to him about Joyce.

"Well! I've come to talk to you about what happened between you and Joyce." Rain said flatly. He did

not hide his intention and bypassed the initial talk.

"Joyce, is she all right?" Justin asked, his face depicting concern. 'Yesterday she seemed sad and hurt,

' Justin recalled.

"What do you think, you brat? Even if you had to reject her, couldn't you try to be a little kinder, rather

than be selfish and ruthless?" Rain asked, his eyes burning with rage. He presumed that if his daughter

was so sad, it was because Justin had rejected her without any concern for her feelings.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Rain! I didn't mean to be cruel, but I really couldn't think of any other way," Justin

justified himself, apologetically. Justin walked to his desk, sat down and turned his gaze towards Rain.

He raised his eyebrows as if he was meaning to ask Rain whether he had a better way to suggest.

"I didn't say your approach was ineffective. I am just trying to say, wouldn't it have been nicer if you had

notified me earlier about this? If I was notified earlier, I'd have been well prepared to comfort her." Rain

complained directly. Now, without a notification, he was clueless regarding what he was supposed to do

to comfort his crestfallen daughter.