Chapter 695 Some People, Once Let Go, Will Always Be Gone

At Starry Night Hotel

The boisterous banquet hall quieted down after Joshua exposed Shyla and Ethon's marriage to all the guests. The low pink light gave a warm glow to the atmosphere.

Shyla stood on the stage as all eyes turned to focus on Ethon.

Monica tightened her grip on Ethon's hand, who remained stoic. He did not want to get engaged at all.

"I need to go to the toilet," Ethon excused himself, casting an icy glance at Monica.

Without a word, Monica loosened her grip on Ethon's hand. She leaned close and whispered in his ear, "You had better come back soon."

With indifference on his face, Ethon gave her a look of arrogance. As he turned around to face the guests, people could see how lonely he felt.

Malcolm put down the goblet that he was holding and stared at Monica in surprise. He had not realized she was this crazy. She hadn't informed him that Joshua would create such a drama tonight.

Ethon entered the bathroom and was about to close the door when a force pushed it open. It was Malcolm in his flashy black suit. He walked in with a calm expression on his face.

They locked the door from inside.

Malcolm patted his son's shoulder, a friendly smile on his face. "Ethon, are you okay?" he asked.

"Dad... Did you know about this?" A deep frown settled on Ethon's handsome face. There was a hint of anger in his tone, too.

Malcolm shook his head, taking his hand off his son's shoulder. "I didn't know. If I had, I would have stopped your mother."

Ethon's thin lips formed into a sneer. "Dad, I really love Nana. I don't want to break up with her."

Malcolm didn't say anything for a few seconds. They could feel tension and seriousness in the air around them.

Malcolm understood how Ethon was feeling. Smiling, he said, "Ethon, no matter what you want to do, just do it. You have my support."

"Father..." Ethon wanted

He nodded. Of course, he would.

"The desires us human beings have are endless. We have to be responsible. Each time you gain something, there will always be something you lose. Weigh the pros and cons carefully, and then make a choice. Once that choice is made, do not look back, and do not regret it. Even if you do become regretful, keep it to yourself," Malcolm spoke slowly.

As far as Ethon remembered, his father had been a man of blood and iron. But, here he was, tender as a child. Malcolm had never spoken to Ethon as much as he did today.

"Father, you must miss her very much." Ethon smiled lightly. He had met Ivy before. She had been a great fan of playing the piano, and she was graceful.

Malcolm had once used three words to describe Ivy; gentle, dignified, and graceful.

"Of course, I miss her. I made the wrong choice. I hope you do not make the same mistakes that I did when I was young. You are my son. Even if you do not marry into the Tang Family, your future will not be ruined. Follow your heart. Be with the woman you love."

"Thank you, Father. I see."

"Okay, now you go out first. I want to have another cigarette." Being an addict, Malcolm flicked the butt into the trash can and took out another cigarette.