Chapter 1139
Grandpa Augustine turned to Alfredo, looking all serious, âNelly and I are thick as thieves, I love her. The moment I decided to consider her my granddaughter, I vowed to treat her like my own blood. I donât want you to do anything that might hurt people around me for my sakeâ
âAlright, Iâll keep that in mind, wonât do anything to piss you off. Alfredo raised his glass, clinking it with Grandpa Augustineâs once more.
Putting down his glass, he looked again at the photo, âShe was a real looker in her youth.â
Grandpa Augustine took a couple of swigs, also staring at the photo, Though her beauty is frozen in her youth, I believe she must have aged gracefullyâ Alfredo replied. âShe was indeed beautiful. Even with a face full of wrinkles, sheâs still all wisdom and elegance.â
Iâve never seen a girl more beautiful than herâ Grandpa Augustine suddenly caught on, âWait, what did you just say?â
Alfredo replied, âI thought you had moved on, but it seems you canât let go. In that case, Iâll tell you the truth.â
Grandpa Augustine sensed something off, unconsciously clenching his fists, âWhat truth?â
Alfredo revealed, âYour wife and child didnât die back then, Cornelia is your biological granddaughter.â
Grandpa Augustine excitedly grabbed Alfredoâs hand, accidentally knocking over the bottle of wine on the table, but he didnât care, âWhat did you say? Say it again!â
âCalm down, let me finish.â Alfredo patted Grandpa Augustineâs hand, then slowly continued, âYour wife and child didnât die back then. After you left, she raised the child on her own, facing a lot of gossip. Driven to despair, she even planned to take the child and jump into the river. Fortunately, she didnât act on impulse. Unable to bear the rumors, she had to leave with the child. After wandering through several cities, she came to Rosenberg with the child, changed her name, and lived as a widow who had lost her husband. Luckily, she soon found a job as a teacher, which financially supported her and the child. But, your son died in a car accident when Cornelia was five, and she passed away not long ago.â
âShe didnât die, but sheâd rather live a new identity than find me.â Grandpa Augustine looked at the woman in the photo, mumbling to himself like a madman, âSilvia, youâre alive. Why didnât you bring our child and find me?â
Alfredo replied, âI told you, she thought you had abandoned her and the child. How could she possibly come to find you? And back then, communication was not as developed as it was now. It could take ages for a letter to reach the recipient.â
Grandpa Augustine replied, âSo, she wanted to punish me. Only when she truly left this world and I could no longer see her, did our granddaughter come to me. I got to see our granddaughter, but I can never see her and our son again.â
Grandpa Augustine knew that Corneliaâs grandmother had just passed away, and that Corneliaâs father died in a car accident when she was little. Knowing all this, he was in immense pain.
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