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?”

him. By the time I arrived, he had put a gun into his mouth and shot himself, in

widened, thinking that Alfred was

you, he was probably overwhelmed by despair.” An excruciating pain gripped his heart while

promised me that

was 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.

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

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

bawled in despair. “What’s the point of

when I thought all of you were dead, all my hair turned grey. And now that you’re alive, you can’t

and pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has suffered enough. Just

“But you’re his mother…”

seeing that he has grown up into a fine young man. I don’t want him to learn

understand.

shake

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

the moment she saw

face, Curtis took off his jacket and handed it to the housekeeper. Entering the living

you here?” Alfred greeted him with the intent of ushering him away. “You must

Curtis stared at Sandy as he inquired in a grim tone, “Is she your

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

that

a salesperson. She’s crying because I scolded her

Sandy got up from the sofa. “Old Mr.

she tried to leave in a

a solemn look. “You were the one who called Rayna and told her that you are Sandy

forced an awkward smile while suppressing the emotion in

sneered, “The mistake isn’t mine! Why have you come to the Faymon residence? Did Jefferson

to struggle free from