Chapter 1140
Alfredo said, âCan you stop brooding over the past? Your breakup back then was a misunderstanding, you didnât really abandon her and the kid. Before she passed away, you didnât find her. However, after she died, your granddaughter suddenly appeared by your side, isnât this a sign that she has forgiven you?â
âNo, she hasnât forgiven me, sheâs still blaming me. She should blame meâ¦â Grandpa Augustine roared with emotion, and Alfredo couldnât calm him down. He said to the door, âButler, go get Ms. Stewart immediately.â
Unresolved issues only brought continuous pain, only by resolving them could they find peace. The butler understood this, so upon receiving the order, he rushed to Corneliaâs room.
When he knocked on the door, Cornelia had just taken a bath and was getting ready for bed. As soon as she heard that Grandpa Augustine needed her, she immediately followed the butler to Silviaâs Haven.
Upon reaching the door, Cornelia saw the photo inside the room. It was of a young girl with two big braids.
Cornelia had seen this photo before, it was one of the few photos of Granny Rebecca and the only one from her youth. She remembered Granny Rebecca saying that the photo was taken by a someone who thought Granny Rebecca was pretty.
In those days, taking photos wasnât easy, and many people might never have seen a camera in their lives.
Granny Rebecca treasured this photo, even had it laminated at a photo studio. She said she had two copies of the photo, one of which she gave to her first boyfriend. At that time, Cornelia wanted to know who Granny Rebeccaâs first boyfriend was, but Granny Rebecca didnât want to talk about it. Now it seemed that Grandpa Augustine was indeed her real grandfather and the man Granny Rebecca never wanted to mention.
Alfredo said, âNelly, donât just stand there, come and talk to your grandpa.â
Maybe hearing Corneliaâs name had a calming effect on the emotionally charged Grandpa Augustine, he looked at Cornelia like a child who had done something wrong, âNelly, why are you here?â
âThe butler asked me to come.â Corneliaâs gaze swept over them a few times.
Even if they didnât tell her anything, she could guess that Grandpa Augustine probably knew the truth now.
Grandpa Augustine shot the butler a displeased look, âItâs so late. Youâre not letting Nelly rest, why did you call her here?â
The butler said, âI was worried something might happen to you, and I hope that you can let go of the past. I hope Ms. Stewart can help you get out of your guilt.â
Grandpa Augustine said, âNone of that now.â
The butler said, âMs. Stewart, he already knows that youâre his real granddaughter. Now only you can help him. I beg you to help him. Donât let him live in pain and torment.â
Cornelia knew she had no right to forgive Grandpa Augustine on behalf of Granny Rebecca, but she thought Granny Rebecca must have had regrets.
After all, Granny Rebecca had really loved Grandpa Augustine, because she had given her all. Only after discovering that he had abandoned his wife and child, did she become so resolute.
Cornelia pondered for a moment, âGrandpa Augustine, letâs go to Rosenberg together. You can see where my grandma used to live, and mourn at my grandmaâs grave. If you have anything to say, you can tell my grandma directlyâ