My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 22

My Son and I Reborn Together, He said He would Help Me Chapter 22

I bit my lip, staying silent. 

The defenses in my heart were collapsing bit by bit. 

This was the first time across both lifetimes that Vincent had 

said such words in front of me. 

I looked up and met Vincent’s deep eyes. 

Hiding within them was a trace of imperceptible nervousness. 

“I know I have a strong desire for control, but I will slowly 

change. Don’t sentence me so quickly, give me some more chances, okay?” 

Okay? 

I don’t know. 

I was a bit lost. 

Vincent wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes. 

I only then realized that I was crying. 

“Lily, you still like me, don’t you?” 

Yes… 

I still liked Vincent. 

In psychology, there’s a concept called the imprinting effect. 

It means that the intense and pure experience brought by the first time you like someone will be engraved in your memory like a brand, forming an emotional template. 

In the future, the people you meet will involuntarily be 

compared against this template. 

When I was young, Vincent was both a teacher and a brother to me, carrying all my insecurities. 

To my younger self. 

Vincent played too many roles in my heart. 

So much so that when I realized I had fallen for him, my first 

reaction wasn’t panic. 

But secret joy. 

Vincent gently wrapped his arm around my shoulder and sighed. 

“Don’t cry anymore, it’s all my fault.” 

“I will make up for the grievances you’ve suffered, and I won’t 

leave you alone ever again.” 

Before his voice completely fell, a loud noise suddenly came 

from the door. 

Vincent and I looked over at the same time. 

Tyler stood at the door, carrying takeout bags. 

His face had “I have nothing to live for” written all over it. 

“You guys…” 

Even his voice was trembling: “I went out for an hour, just one hour, and you guys made up???” 

I pushed Vincent away with a bit of a guilty conscience. 

Vincent, on the other hand, was very steady. 

Methodically withdrawing his arm, leaning back in his chair. 

And then gave Tyler a mild, indifferent look. 

A phone suddenly rang. 

It was Vincent’s phone. 

He got up and went to the window to answer it. 

Victor’s voice came through the phone. 

“Brother, how has Lily been lately? She couldn’t have really gotten together with that little brat, right!” 

I saw Vincent curve the corners of his lips. 

“Rest assured, she hasn’t.” 

Victor seemed to sigh in relief: “Phew~ You scared me to 

death.” 

Immediately after, Vincent said: “But she’s together with 

me.” 

After saying that, he hung up the phone. 

Tyler hugged my arm, watching in utter bewilderment. 

He pressed close to my ear and said: “Why is my dad such a jerk.” 

I nodded in agreement. 

Vincent hung up the phone and walked towards me. 

He pulled Tyler away from me. 

“That’s enough from you.” 

Tyler glared at him: “Are you jealous?” 

Vincent didn’t change his expression: “Yeah.”