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…”

his heart clenched and

He cried like

his tears and

“Yes, I am.”

your birthday in

“Uh-huh.”

stubborn and left for good. Well, in the end, she still gave birth to you.” Mr. Chapman sighed before he continued, “We’ve been looking for her for so many years. But there was no news of her.

mind, “So…

said Mr. Chapman, “your Dad

felt her heart was beating fast. If Horace is not my father, then

Her mind went blank.

my sister, who passed away with mom, Horace’s

didn’t dare

if she was stumped with

no matter how hard she wanted

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

mind was in

Chapman said again, “In order to make

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