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?”

call, asking me to see him. By the time I arrived, he had put a gun into his mouth and shot himself, in front of

eyes widened, thinking that

might have known about your kidnap by Boniel. Helpless to save you, he was probably overwhelmed by despair.” An excruciating pain gripped his

“Boniel promised me that he wouldn’t harm Sylvester. How

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,

her face buried in her hands, tears flowing through the gaps

and son to live a good life.

behind…” Sandy bawled in despair. “What’s the point of all my suffering then? I might as well die alongside

her. “Back when I thought all of you were dead, all my hair turned grey. And now

Alfred’s hand and pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has suffered enough. Just pretend that I’m still

“But you’re his mother…”

couldn’t ask for more seeing that he has grown up into a fine young man. I don’t want him to

behalf. “I’m sure he’ll understand. Are you really satisfied with just watching him

continued to shake

about to speak, the door opened abruptly, and in walked Curtis, who was greeted

gripped Sandy the

the grim expression that descended upon his face, Curtis took off his jacket and handed it to the

here?” Alfred greeted him with the intent of ushering him away. “You must be hungry. I’m famished too. Let’s

as he inquired in

nodded. “That’s right. We’re done, and she’s just about

brows furrowed. “In that case, why is she

She’s crying because I scolded her over the

the sofa. “Old Mr. Faymon,

leave in a hurry,

were the one who

made a mistake. I’m not.” Sandy forced an awkward smile while suppressing the emotion in her

have you come to the Faymon residence? Did

she tried to struggle