My Extraordinary Wife

Is he my grandpa? But why does he feel like a stranger to me? Was it because he was the one who kicked my mom out?

Looking at the man in bed, she had mixed feelings about the whole issue.

It took her a while before she finally muttered, “Is my mom your daughter?”

“Yes… she is,” nodded Mr. Chapman, “and you should call me Grandpa.”

“But… I don’t feel any sort of connection here,” scoffed Ashlyn.

“How’s your mother? I wanted to ask you when I first saw you.” All Mr. Chapman wanted to know was about Fiona.

“My Dad told me she died in a car accident when I was eight years old,” Ashlyn said with her eyes close before she reopened them again.

“She’s dead? How’s that possible? She’s so young and talented. How could she die? It’s all my fault. I was heartless to drive her out.” Mr. Chapman wept silently. He was so weak on the bed and could only whine raspingly.

“Fiona…”

“Fiona…”

clenched and could

as he wept. He cried like a lonely old man,

twenty-two this year?” Mr. Chapman wiped his tears and looked at Ashlyn with

“Yes, I am.”

birthday

“Uh-huh.”

I don’t know how your mom got pregnant. She didn’t even tell us. I was so angry that I drove her out. I never thought that she would be so stubborn and left for good. Well, in the end, she still gave birth to you.” Mr. Chapman sighed before he

flashed across her mind, “So… there is a chance that Horace

father,” said Mr. Chapman, “your

heart was beating fast. If Horace is not

Her mind went blank.

my sister, who passed away with

dare to

as if she was

hard she wanted to solve

that, when she walked out of the ward, it was already two o’clock in the

was in

ward, Mr. Chapman said again, “In order to make up for you and your mom,