Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 338 This Is No Time For Jokes

Unable to hold her emotions back any longer, Sandy wailed as she buried her face in Alfred’s shoulders. Even the butler felt for her.

With his heart going out to her, Alfred patted her on the back to provide comfort.

Once Sandy had cried enough, Alfred invited her into the house and asked in a concerned tone, “Xandra, where have you been over the last twenty years? How did all this happen?”

Wiping her tears away, she explained softly, “Back then, I attended a dinner with Sylvester related to an investment project. During that dinner, I ran into Boniel Terblanc…”

Alfred’s brows furrowed, “The Terblanc family from Yartran?”

Sandy nodded.

She proceeded to relate everything that happened to Alfred, including her reason for coming to Norwal City. After the blood clot in her brain was removed, she regained her memories and saw Curtis a few times in secret.

Trembling in rage, Alfred slammed his cup on the table. “What they’ve done is too much! If I had investigated further and found out that the Terblanc family was behind this, I would have gone all out against them!”

Pieces of the shattered cup subsequently fell onto the ground.

Worried that Alfred’s emotions would affect his health, Sandy hurried over to calm him down. “Dad, that’s all in the past now. You have to watch your health.”

The teary-eyed Alfred looked at her intently. “Xandra, I failed you. If only I had… All I did was engross myself with Curtis and Faymon Group…”

Sandy shook her head. “Don’t say that, Dad. I know you had no choice back then. Even if you continued the investigations, you would only learn of my death, which would end the search for me.”

Holding her hand, Alfred let out a sigh.

Not wanting Alfred to worry, Sandy changed the topic. “Dad, where’s Sylvester?”

“He…” Alfred threw her a hesitant glance, unable to bring himself to tell her.

As she felt her heart tighten, Sandy probed, “Did Boniel harm him?”

to see him. By the time I arrived, he had

thinking that Alfred

Helpless to save you, he was probably overwhelmed by despair.”

No…” Sandy mumbled to herself, unable to believe her ears. “Boniel promised me that he wouldn’t harm Sylvester.

Curtis was present when his father killed himself and was traumatized by the scene. In my fear that something untoward would happen to him, I had him

her face buried in her hands, tears

that all her sacrifices would allow her husband and son to live a good life. Unfortunately, she was

behind…” Sandy bawled in despair. “What’s the point of

all my hair turned grey. And now that you’re alive, you can’t believe how happy I am. Curtis,

no!” Sandy grabbed Alfred’s hand and pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has suffered enough. Just

“But you’re his mother…”

Sandy explained, “I couldn’t ask for more seeing that he has grown up into a fine young man. I don’t want him to learn of the past, so I beg of you. Please don’t tell

on her behalf. “I’m sure he’ll understand. Are you really satisfied with

continued to shake her head

as he was about to speak, the door opened

the moment she saw

handed it to the housekeeper. Entering the living room, he focused his sharp gaze

him with the intent of ushering him

wait.” Standing upright, Curtis stared at Sandy as he inquired in a

We’re done, and she’s just

brows furrowed. “In that case,

it’s… it’s…” Alfred stuttered before adding, “actually, she’s a salesperson. She’s

tears, Sandy got up from the sofa. “Old Mr. Faymon, I’m sorry to

to leave in a hurry,

your voice.” Curtis gave her a solemn look. “You were the one who called Rayna and

an awkward smile

mine! Why have you come to the Faymon residence? Did Jefferson send

dare reply as she tried to