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After Gwendolyn heard that, there was only one thought running through her mind. I'm no longer part of
the Ashton family since a long time ago.
She was now on her own. That was why she couldn't feel their joy.
Approaching her, a housekeeper said respectfully, “Ms. Gwendolyn, Old Mr. Ashton wants to see you in
his study.”
Gwendolyn didn't come to see any of those people who were partying. She just came since her
grandpa told her to do so. She, too, wanted to see him.
She nodded, saying, “Thank you.”
The housekeeper brought her around the bustling living room and went up to the study on the second
floor.
She then gestured at the door. “Ms. Gwendolyn, Old Mr. Ashton is waiting inside. Please.”
After that, she turned around and left. Gwendolyn then pushed open the door.
As she walked into the study, she noticed nothing had changed even after so many years.
The wooden flooring radiated a vintage vibe, and the walls were covered with wooden bookshelves.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere was also a wooden lift, which was probably what Michael used to get books from the higher
shelves.
However, Gwendolyn knew that Michael never really got the books himself. The housekeepers would
do it for him.
She slowly made her way to the front of the desk and smiled. “Grandpa.”
Michael was holding onto his wife's picture with much care. His eyes clearly showed how much he
missed her.
He lifted his head and looked at Gwendolyn, who was the spitting image of his wife. In an instant, his
eyes misted over.
“Gwen, come here.”
Walking to his side, Gwendolyn caught sight of the picture.
“Grandpa, are you thinking of Grandma again?”
He nodded. “The family feast was set by your grandma, but she has already left us.”
Gwendolyn gently held onto Michael's shoulder. “Grandpa, I'm sure Grandma is watching over you.
She wouldn't want to see you like this. She wants you to be happy.”
After that, she pulled out a lollipop.
“This candy is really sweet. It's as sweet as me.”
Michael's eyes glimmered when he heard her. That was how she used to coax him back then.
He took the lollipop, removed the wrapping, and put it in his mouth. With a chuckle, he nodded. “It's
sweet!”
Seeing that, Gwendolyn smiled happily, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
Slowly, the smile on Michael's face vanished. He took out the lollipop and looked at it.
“Is this your kid's lollipop?”
Gwendolyn froze, a slight nervousness flashing across her face.
She slowly tightened her fingers before finally nodding.
Michael then tasted the lollipop again. “I'm sure they're as sweet as the candy too.”
Taking a deep breath, Gwendolyn said, “Grandpa, I know you don't like hearing about what happened
back then. It's also a scar that would stay with me forever. However, the kids are innocent. They are
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmlovely and adorable. I do not regret having them.”
To Gwendolyn, her three babies were gifts from the heavens. She cherished them very much.
“Next time, bring them here. I would like to see them.”
Gwendolyn widened her eyes.
Overjoyed, she immediately answered, “Definitely, Grandpa.”
Michael then stood up. “Let's go out and have some fun. Fel found herself a great husband, so
everyone's celebrating.”
With that, Gwendolyn supported Michael and went downstairs to the living room.
When the Ashtons saw Michael, they stopped partying and approached him.
“Dad.”
“Grandpa.”
Michael nodded at them. “Carry on.”
They then turned their gazes toward Gwendolyn. Upon seeing her, they instantly recalled the luxury car
they saw that night.
They had looked it up afterward and found out how valuable it was.
Noticing the necklace Gwendolyn was wearing, Francine walked forward and lifted the pendant.
“What brand is this? The workmanship is pretty special.”
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