Chapter 201
Marrying
Chapter 201
Matthew felt that his idea was a bit absurd and decided to keep it to himself.
Next, he saw Owen, wiping his eyes and sighing. As her uncle, I feel ashamedâ¦â
Matthew put
the photos back into the folder and pushed the tissue box on the coffee table toward Owen
Having experienced the loss of loved ones himself, Matthew understood the feeling well.
Although it might not have been the best timing to continue questioning, after some thought, Matthew asked, âBy the way, how did the girl pass away!â
Owen paused wiping tears and took out a medical record and CT scan from the folder, handing them to Matthew
Matthew took a look and asked, âPneumonia?â
Owen nodded. âTheir house is near a mine, where theyâve been extracting limestone for years. Many locals developed respiratory diseases as a result. Due to the girlâs initial drowning incident, coupled with her frail health, she contracted pneumonia. The couple couldnât afford her. treatment, and since she wasnât their biological child, they lacked emotional attachment. Eventually, they brought her back from the hospital, and took her to their back mountain, intending to let her fend for herself.
âUpon sensing something wrong, she tried to escape but ended up slipping and falling off the cliff.â
Owen became agitated as he recounted the events, his eyes reddening with a hint t of hatred as if he wanted to go back to the village and seek
revenge.
Matthew asked, âIs this what the couple claimed? Do they have any evidence? Without proof, this could just be their lies, and Miss Sarah might still be aliveâ
Chen slammed his fist on the table.
âImpossible, she couldnât have survived. The couple saw her tall and since they fear of getting into trouble, they immediately set fire to the bottom of the cliff that day. Now, all thatâs left of her are some tattered clothes and this photo.
âShe was bright and clever since childhood, a treasure to our family and I never imagined she would suffer like this. Ever since I found out about this, I canât sleep at night, afraid of dreaming abour William. Iâve failed to protect his only child, Iâve let him down.â
Matthew quickly reassured him. âMr. Owe donât blaine yourself as youâve done your best. Besides, Olivia is already deeply hurt. If you fall apart too, what will happen to her!â
The mention of Olivia stabilized Owenâs emotions, he wiped his tears and nodded repeatedly
âYes, Matthew, youâre right. I canât afford to break downâ With that, he looked earnestly at Matthew,
âMathew, now that you know everything, thereâs something I need to ask of you Olivia only knows Sarah died of illness but doesnât know the suffering Sarah endured before her passing. I want you to keep this from her and to spare her from mare grief, let her believe that the couple who took care of Sarah were kindâ
Matthew agreed and showed his concem. âMr. Owen, donât worry, I understand. You have to take care of yourself too
After some pleasantries, the butler led Matthew upstairs to meet Olivia.
The door to Oliviaâs room was slightly ajar, and as Matthew approached, he caught a whiff of medicine, stronger than that of the last time when he visited. Pushing the door open, he saw Olivia lying on the bed, surrounded by medical equipment. A nurse was adjusting her hedding, but she remained motionless, staring blankly out the window,
When she saw Matthew, Olivia weakly smiled. âMathew, youâre here, Howâs your Grandma?â
Matthew went forward to hold her hand, saying. âSheâs doing well, Mrs. Anderson. Please take care of yourself in.â
âYes, donât worry about me. Iâll get better.â Olivia replied, but her eyes lacked any sparkle.
Sering her like this, Matthew felt a pang of sadness and realized he needed to say something, otherwise Olivia would seem to lose hope anytime and leave with her granddaughter.
Remembering something, Matthew placed a spare phone beside Olivia and said, âIâve been working nearby lately. Mrs. Anderson, If you anything, feel free to contact me anytime. Also, there are some apps installed in this phone that might help pass the time.
iful need
Matthew opened the audio app on the phone, and a soft and calm feinale voice began reading literature. Knowing that Olivia appreciated classical literature, Matthew chose something that would capture hier attention and hopefully distract her from hier sadness.
Olivia graciously accepted the gesture and took the spare device
Chapter 201
When Matthew went downstairs, Owen approached to thank him for comforting Olivia.
âMr. Owens, donât worry, Olivia will surely get better.â
When Matthew Grant walked away, he turned back and saw Owen wiping his eyes with his sleeve. The builer on the side couldnât help bur say that Owen had been crying quietly ever since he returned, afraid to let Olivia see, and could only cry in secret. To comfort Olivia, the entire Anderson family will gather in Kranson City in a few days to hold a grand memorial for the deceased Sarah.
Charles had been following Matthew, and although he was standing far away, he could hear the conversation between Matthew and Owen just now.
Back in the car, Charles couldnât help but sigh. âWhatever else. Mr. Owen has put in a lot of effort for Mrs. Anderson and Miss Sarahâ
Charles couldnât stand seeing people cry, especially elderly ones, as it truly broke his heart.
Unexpectedly, Matthew, who had been serious since earlier, replied coldly. âNot necessarily
The atmosphere in the Anderson family was indeed sorrowful, and the situation was genuinely heartbreaking.
However, Matthew sensed a trace of strangeness everywhere.
Owen seemed to have anticipated others doubts, hence all the information about the girl was very comprehensive.
Yet, the most crucial evidence, the girlâs remains or even ashes, anything that could prove her identity, couldnât be found. The only thing that could prove the girlâs identity was a photo. Moreover, she died at the bottom of a cliff, consumed by fire, leaving no trace or evidence.
However, what made Matthew feel most suspicious was that while Owen said he wanted to keep the true cause of Sarahâs death from Olivia, he openly discussed it in the Anderson residence, letting everyone know,
and as his eyes turned as cold as frost.
âOwen is not simple, Matthew said as
Charles, who hadnât thought much before, suddenly felt a chill down his spine after hearing Matthewâs analysis
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