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?”

on his face, Alfred explained, “He gave me a call, asking me to see him. By the time I arrived, he had put a gun into his mouth and shot himself,

thinking that Alfred

kidnap by Boniel. Helpless to save you, he was probably overwhelmed by

promised me that he wouldn’t harm Sylvester. How could he be dead? It

what happened. I couldn’t bring myself to lie to you. 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 hypnotized to

Sandy wept with her face buried in her hands, tears flowing through the

sacrifices would allow her husband and son to live a good life. Unfortunately, she was devastated by the

could he leave me behind…” Sandy bawled in despair. “What’s the point of all my suffering then? I might

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

Sandy grabbed Alfred’s hand and pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has suffered enough. Just pretend

“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

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

to shake

her wishes. Just as he was about to speak, the

gripped Sandy the moment she

upon his face, Curtis took off his jacket and handed it to the housekeeper. Entering the living room, he focused his sharp gaze

with the intent of ushering him away.

upright, Curtis stared at Sandy as he inquired

done, and she’s just about to

“In that case,

a salesperson. She’s crying because

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

tried to leave in a hurry,

her a solemn look. “You were the one who called Rayna and told her that you are Sandy Verlice, Jefferson’s

an awkward smile while

mine! Why have you come to

tried to struggle free from Curtis’s grasp to no