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 in front of

His character was blemish-free.

he committed

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

it was George's father who

"I remember

passed

not find anything conclusive, the case remained

he had committed suicide to protect

affected by this case.” “So was your father instrumental in my father's death?" If that were the case, then fate had played a

and me

myself from the situation, I realized that there was a gap between us that would be impossible

husband she selected for me was the son of the

much more complicated than

all had

just speculate who caused whose

my dad did something wrong, then he deserves to

that your father

blamed.” It

I was still

were loose ends that

needed more time to assimilate all the

matter what happens, we can trudge through the snow and reach our new

cannot change

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

against our relationship from

knew that who my father was, she

The stakes were high.

we got back, I considered our

home, so I decided to

saw me back at the office so soon, they

foul mood, Phil teased, "What happened? Got divorced?" I didn't find

the computer and ignored

he always was, asked Anya

assumed that George and I must have quarreled, hence the

Anya comforted me.

Don't

on that dial!" I explained, "George and

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

this was a family matter and not for the consumption of

back to

the blue, I received a text message from

My

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