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,

His character was blemish-free.

then he

drove him to such a tragic end? The authorities had

it was George's father who handled

"I

father passed

could not find anything

had committed suicide to

was your father instrumental in my father's death?"

me

I realized that there was a gap between us

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

it's much more complicated

all had their

speculate who

did something wrong, then he

your father was merely carrying out his

not be blamed.” It seemed

I was still

were loose ends that needed to

more time to assimilate

no matter what happens, we can trudge through the snow and

change

let's try and focus on what lies ahead instead, okay?” I didn't answer him

from the moment she

that who my father was, she would

The stakes were high.

we got back, I considered our honeymoon phase

home, so I decided to go back to

back at the office

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

computer and ignored

was, asked Anya to have lunch with me during our lunch

George and I must have quarreled, hence the short

Anya comforted me.

couples quarrel! Don't be

smile on that dial!" I explained, "George and I didn't

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

family matter and not for

we went back to the law firm

out of the blue, I received

My heart almost jumped

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