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.

of my mother and I,

His character was blemish-free.

he committed

The authorities had searched my

was

"I

passed

superior in charge could not find anything conclusive, the

had committed suicide to protect

“So was your father instrumental in my father's death?" If

and me to

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

my mother found out that the husband she selected for me was the son of the man who

more

all had

just speculate who caused whose death.”

wrong, then he

acknowledge that your father was merely carrying

blamed.” It seemed

I was still

ends that

time to assimilate all

told you before that as long as we are together, no matter

change the

on what lies ahead instead, okay?” I didn't answer him because I could not tolerate all that had

relationship from the

knew that who my father was, she would hit

The stakes were high.

we got back, I considered our

home, so I decided

at the office so soon, they

that I was in a foul mood, Phil teased, "What happened? Got divorced?" I didn't find his joke

on the computer

was, asked

that George and I must have quarreled, hence the

Anya comforted me.

Don't be too

dial!" I explained, "George and

that we can help you with? If you need any help, feel free to

family matter and not for the consumption of

we went back

the blue, I received a text message from

Bob Dewar?" My

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