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…”

felt his heart clenched and could hardly

He cried like a lonely old man, who

this year?” Mr. Chapman wiped his tears and

“Yes, I am.”

your birthday

“Uh-huh.”

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

and an extreme thought flashed across her mind, “So… there is

know if he’s your biological father,” said Mr. Chapman, “your Dad didn’t deserve your mom

fast. If Horace is not my

Her mind went blank.

sister, who passed away with mom,

didn’t dare to think

as if she was stumped with

how hard she

of the ward, it was already two

mind was in a

said again, “In order to make up for you and your mom, I’ve decided to leave the Chapman’s

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