To clean Stuart’s body, Edie got up quite early this morning. Suddenly, Mr. Bates knocked on the door.
"Mrs. Yates, I need to tell you sothing."
"Okay, right there," She walked to the door.
Mr. Bates looked pale.
"What happened" Edie had a bad feeling.
"Mrs. Yates, you need to be strong. This might be terrible news for you," Mr. Bates sounded heavy.
Edie got completely confused,
"Is it about Stuart?"
"No, it is the Greg."
"The Greg....what happened?" Edie got more confused,
"The old Greg passed away at 6 o’clock in the morning."
Edie felt her head was heavily struck by a huge hamr. She froze imdiately.
The old Greg passed away.
These words kept lingering around her ears. Edie imdiately fell down.
Mr. Bates got her up, "are you all right? Mrs. Yates."
"Mr. Bates, you must be kidding , right? He’s quite healthy. How could he die all of a sudden? This is not the truth. Not the truth."
Edie’s eyes turned red but still held Mr. Bates’s collar firmly. At the mont, she looked really fragile.
"Mrs. Yates, I am sorry.
Mr. Bates worried about Edie.
Edie still shook her head like a crazy nut. She took the phone out. She was too busy taking care of Stuart to read the ssage on the phone.
When she searched the news in A, the news popped into her vision.
The title was bold. It was difficult to ignore,
The title was...
The old Greg passed away at the age of 81, because of depression caused by his granddaughter being sent to jail.
Many articles about her grandpa passing away.
Her grandpa really passed away.
Her kindest grandpa disappeared from the world. And she didn’t receive any ssage until Mr. Bates told her two hours later.
She felt the world spinning around her. Suddenly, she faded out,
Edie had a long dream.
In the dream, she was 12 years old. Her grandpa was still quite young.
She suffered a long ti in the Greg. Mrs. Greg always abused her. Victoria kept ridiculing and laughing at her. Stanley just turned a blind eye and didn’t care if his second family bullies her. They destroyed her childhood. They dumped her like trash. She hated them all.
Her grandpa was the only light in her dark world.
Every ti her grandpa ca to the house, he gave her candy and gently touched her head gently,
"you’ve been taller."
Till this mont, she realized there’s soone in the Greg that loved her.
Grandpa protected her for nurous tis from Mrs. Greg’s cruel beating.
Seeing the injury on her, the old Greg always said in guilt, "it is my fault. I failed to manage the ho. He gave you life but failed to raise you.,"
The old Greg wished to take care of her all the ti. But he was in poor condition. He had to spend most of his ti in the sanatorium.
Every ti the old Greg ca back to the house, Edie was delirious with joy.
Now, the man protecting her all these years passed away, all of a sudden.
Edie felt lost, as a falling leave without the root.
Then, she woke up.
Mr. Bate stood by her. Before he asked her, she imdiately checked the ssage on the phone.
"Ridiculous. I had a dream. My grandpa passed away. So horrible dream."
Then, she saw the news on the phone. She realized it was not just the dream.
"My grandpa...my grandpa passed away. No....this is not true."
She scread out painfully.
She hadn’t repaid her lovely grandpa.
Edie held her head and buried her face in his legs. She finally cried out,
"Grandpa..."
Mournful crying was lingering around the ward.
Mr. Bates sighed. Edie’s crying made his heartache. But he still remained calm and said after a while,
"I’ve arranged the airplane to A for you. You can leave for A whenever you want."
Leave...
But if she left, she had to accept the fact that her grandpa already passed away.
But she had to accept.
"I want to leave now."
Edie opened her swallowed eyes and got off the bed. She didn’t even wear the shoes on.
It was a private airplane. Soon, Edie arrived at A, at 3 o’clock in the morning.
When taking the touch of the motherland, Edie felt as if a generation passed. This place was full of sad mories for her. When Stuart accidentally ca into her life, things had changed abruptly.
She was kidnapped to England by Aaron. Now she returned back alone.
Her grandpa passed away. Stuart still lay on the bed. At the mont, she returned back to her hotown. The things are still there, but n are no more the sa ones.
But Edie knew she must be strong.
She got to Greg’s house soon. The light at the door looked scary for her...
She didn’t dare to walk to the door. Her heart beating slowed down.
Ivan ca here together with her. Looking at her pale face, Ivan reminded her, "Mrs. Yates, we can go in."
Edie didn’t reply. She moved towards it.
She felt her feet beco so heavy.
At the mont she stepped into the house, the funeral music made her heart tremble.
The old Greg passed away at 12 o’clock here. Many people hadn’t arrived. The living room looked empty at present.
The old Greg was still in his bedroom, in his wheelchair. He hadn’t fallen asleep at 12 o’clock. Greg was in a ss now. Nobody stopped her when she entered the house. Several servants recognized and greeted her.
Edie’s eyes looked dazed.
When soone wanted to place Old Greg’s cold body on the bed, Stanley opened his mouth.
"This chair was made by his old friend. Dad used to like it best. Let him stay for a bit more."
Edie stood outside the door, and she heard this sentence. The tears in her eyes could not hold back any longer and coursed down her cheek.
She could see her grandfather’s face from her angle. Grandpa’s head was resting on the back of the chair, the purple clay pot Stuart gave him was still in his arms.
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