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

His character was blemish-free.

then he committed

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

know that it was George's father who handled the

"I remember

father passed

the superior in charge could not find

he had

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

George and me to

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

of the man who had driven her own husband to commit suicide, she

it's much more complicated

all had their own

cannot just speculate who

dad did something wrong, then he

also acknowledge that your father was

should not be blamed.” It seemed

was still

that

more time to

together, no matter what happens,

cannot change

let's try and focus on what lies ahead instead, okay?” I

relationship from the moment she

she knew that who my father was, she would

The stakes were high.

I considered our honeymoon phase

insane overthinking at home, so I

back at the office so soon,

in a foul mood, Phil teased, "What

computer and ignored

was, asked Anya to have

I must have quarreled, hence the

Anya comforted me.

couples quarrel! Don't be too

that dial!" I explained, "George and

of time." иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм Anya then asked with concern, "Is there anything that we can

this was a family matter and not for the consumption

went back to the law

of the blue, I received a text message

Bob Dewar?" My

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