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.

he committed

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

it was George's father who handled

"I remember

passed away

the superior in charge could not find anything conclusive, the

he had committed suicide to

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

pushed George and me to fall

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

the son of the man who had driven her own husband to

much more complicated than

had

just speculate who

did something wrong, then he

your father was merely carrying

not be blamed.” It

was

ends that needed to be tied

time to assimilate all the

you before that as long as we are together, no matter what happens, we can trudge through the snow and

change

try and focus on what lies ahead instead, okay?” I didn't answer him because I could not tolerate

from the moment she found

she knew that who my father

The stakes were high.

back, I considered our honeymoon

drive myself insane overthinking at home, so I decided to go back to work at the

at

Phil teased, "What happened? Got divorced?" I didn't find his joke

on the computer and ignored his dumb

that he always was, asked Anya to have lunch with me during our lunch

and I must have quarreled,

Anya comforted me.

Don't be

that dial!" I explained, "George

ahead of time." иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм Anya then asked with concern, "Is there anything that we can help you with? If you

family matter and not

lunch, we went back to the

blue, I received

you related to Bob Dewar?" My heart almost jumped out

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