Journey to Happy Ending novel Chapter 1490

"Well, she has to. There are all kinds of people you won't find yourself liking in this world. But sometimes, you'll still have to socialize with them. It is what it is. I know it's not ideal at all," he said, noticing the look on her face. "But to be frank, we can't really do much about it. It's simply out of our control." The corners of Tom's lips lifted up in a bitter and helpless smile. In his opinion, Patricia was still too young and had a long way to go before she could understand the way things worked in the real world. It was understandable though, as she had been sheltered by her family her entire life. It was why she lost her appetite when she had lunch with some less desirable people. Much to Tom's surprise, Patricia could be really naive sometimes.

"I know. I really understand what you mean. I just can't help but feel that living that way could be tiring. Maybe I just need some time to adjust to it." Patricia concluded, silently letting out a sigh. Whenever she thought about the likelihood of having to socialize with those people in the future, whether she liked it or not, she felt sad. Honestly, it wasn't the kind of life she pictured for herself.

"What? Are you afraid? It's not like there's anything you can do about it right now." Tom didn't mean it, even after saying those words. He was only trying to scare her a little. In fact, if she really didn't want to spend time with any of those pretentious people, she wouldn't have to do that and he would never force his wife either. After all, he wasn't the kind of man who needed his wife to suffer in these types of situation. More so since he, too, did not like to be around fake people and often avoided it when he could.

"Will I become fake and obnoxious like them one day? Will I completely lose myself when I've adjusted to them?" Patricia stared at him with worried eyes, a deep frown on her face. Suddenly, she had a feeling that the marriage wasn't as good as she had imagined. It seemed like there were a lot of responsibilities, and a lot of challenges she had to commit to in order for it to work.

"You just want me to say that no matter how much you change, I'll still always love you," he said, a small smile on his lips. "Don't you?" Tom turned around to look at Patricia. She had followed him into the kitchen, where he was washing his hands. There was a flicker of slyness in his eyes. He could tell it was what Patricia wanted to hear from him.

"Yeah, you're right. But you won't say it, will you?" Patricia asked in a small, disappointed voice.

"Do you think life's a fairy tale?" Tom almost berated her. "Don't be silly, Patricia. If a man ever promises you that, then he must be lying to make you happy for the meantime. That's all there is to it. And I don't ever want to lie to you." He turned off the faucet, and dried his hands with a towel. There was a smirk on his face.

"Don't you think that white lies are necessary sometimes?" Patricia was leaning on the door, staring at Tom expectantly. She waited for an answer.