The Returning Ex

The Returning Ex Chapter 106

Sophia blinked at her. “Old Mrs. Constance, what do you have to say?”

She put some food in Sophia’s bowl. “Have you ever heard your grandfather bring up John’s grandfather before? Do you know what kind of friendship they had?”

Sophia paused and thought about it seriously. “He did bring him up before, but he did not say much.”

Old Mrs. Constance seemed quite interested. “What did he say? Tell me.”

Old Mrs. Constance and Old Mr. Constance loved each other very much. When he passed away, she was the most calm and reserved with her emotions.

However, some things inevitably showed through one’s face.

Sophia felt like she was probably also the saddest and most heartbroken person.

After thinking for a moment, she decided to tell her. Old Mr. Gwendolyn had, in fact, not told Sophia a lot. When he reunited with Old Mr. Constance, he, with only skin and bones left, was in a worse state than Old Mr. Constance.

Old Mr. Gwendolyn had worked his whole life as a farmer, so his physique had long since deteriorated.

Exerting a bit of strength, he managed to briefly tell her about the past.

The two old men had once joined the army.

At the time, Old Mr. Gwendolyn carried out several missions while he was in his troop. He said that in one of his missions, he rescued Old Mr. Constance.

go into detail as to how

of them developed

family conditions back then

demobilized, the two got

of contact for Old Mr.

keep his pride. He was aware of the difference between them, so he was determined to

back to the countryside to make a

Sophia brought him to a hospital to

was when

as she talked about it. “My grandfather had to stay strong because he had to raise me on his own, but

and independent throughout his life. He relied on himself

person—Old Mr. Constance. He asked him to take good care

was redirected halfway and brought

eating and

her

a few deep breaths, she said, “John’s grandfather also left without feeling at ease. In his final moments, he was even reluctant to close his

was by his side at the time, trying to appease him with words so that he could pass on in

and held on to his last breath

and unsettled. “It’s my fault. It was all for

expression also became

time, Old Mr. Constance pulled on his hand and

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