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.

and I, but also in

His character was blemish-free.

then he

authorities had searched my house back then

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

"I remember

passed

in charge could not find anything conclusive, the case

had committed suicide to protect

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

George and me

I realized that there was a

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

it's much more

had their

cannot just speculate who caused whose death.”

dad did something wrong, then he deserves

your father was merely

not be blamed.” It

was

were loose ends that needed to

more time to

I've told you before that as long as we are together, no matter what happens, we can trudge through the snow

cannot change

lies ahead instead, okay?” I didn't answer him because I could not

from the moment she found out about

she knew that who my father was, she

The stakes were high.

got back, I considered our

home, so I decided to

Phil saw me back at the office so soon,

teased, "What happened? Got

the computer

that he always was, asked Anya to have

George and I must have quarreled, hence the short

Anya comforted me.

quarrel! Don't

dial!" I

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

and not for the consumption

lunch, we went back

received a text

related to Bob Dewar?" My heart almost jumped out of my chest

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