Chapter 725

The entanglement Between Two Generations Helen's POV: The notebook in which my father had recorded the highlights of his love and career had turned yellow with age.

I turned page by page and discovered my father's inner journey that spanned more than a decade.

This was the first time that I had peeked into his inner world.

My parents used to be very strict with me.

If I did something wrong, I would be disciplined immediately.

Even if I excelled at something, I was never rewarded.

So after his demise, it was inevitable for me to wonder иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм about who was more important to him: Jane or me? It was not until after reading snippets of his diary that I realized that my father had always loved my mother and me deeply.

His love for us had not changed.

Years after my father passed away, I finally got the answer to the question that had been bothering me.

I had some closure but I was still confused.

How did Libby and Jane feature in our story? Did he also love them as much as he loved us? Nothing appeared to be black and white.

There were too many grey areas.

Just then George's concerned voice came through, interrupting my thoughts.

"Helen, are you okay?” His voice was full of tenderness.

I wiped my tears and rushed to open the door.

Then I threw myself into his arms, holding on to him for dear life.

“What's wrong?” George asked, flicking my hair back.

His expression conveyed great worry.

I rested my face in his chest and shook my head slowly.

"I'm fine.

I just found out that Dad wrote to Mom and me before he took his life." I felt George's body stiffen when he heard my words.

Dad had mentioned George's father, Morton in his diary.

When Morton was transferred to Philly, Dad had already anticipated his end.

After calming down, I raised my head.

“Have you any idea what happened to my father?" As far as I knew, my father was always an upright and honest man.

mother and I, but also

His character was blemish-free.

he committed

him to such a tragic end? The authorities had searched my house

didn't know that it was George's father who handled the

explained, "I

passed away

the superior in charge could not find anything conclusive, the case

he had committed suicide to protect his

your father instrumental in my father's death?" If that were the case, then fate had played a

me to

I realized that there was a gap between us that

mother found out that the husband she selected for me was the son of the man who had driven her own husband to commit suicide,

much more complicated than

had their

who caused

my dad did something wrong, then

that your father

should not be blamed.” It seemed

I was

were loose ends that needed to be tied

more time to assimilate

as we are together, no matter

cannot change the

okay?” I didn't answer him because I could not

against our relationship from the moment she found out

who my father was, she would hit the

The stakes were high.

got back, I considered our

overthinking at home, so I decided to go back to work at the

and Phil saw me back at the

a foul mood, Phil teased, "What happened? Got

turned on the computer and

always was, asked Anya to have lunch with

George and I must have quarreled, hence the

Anya comforted me.

quarrel! Don't

that dial!" I

so we had to come back ahead of time." иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм Anya then asked with concern, "Is there anything that we can help you with? If you need any help, feel free to ask us." “Thank you. But I can handle this one.” I appreciated their

this was a family matter and not for

lunch, we went back to

I received a text message from George's

you related to Bob Dewar?" My heart

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