Chapter 221
Tavon’s emotional onslaught was really doing a number this time.
Could anyone blame Salma for being moved as she reminisced about their love affair? After all, Tavon
was her one and only man, the father of Anastasia.
Salma had been on standby for Tavon for over two decades, never forgetting him. As Salma fell silent,
recalling the past, Tavon continued his romantic spiel, hoping Salma would feel the same.
“Salma, I remember our first date, we went hiking on Cloud Mountain. You twisted your ankle and I
carried you up. We spent two days up there, watching the sea of clouds and the sunrise. I proposed,
and you said yes.” Tavon said, his voice filled with emotion, “Time flies, we’re getting old now. Salma, I
really wanted to marry you back then. If it wasn’t for my family pushing me, I would never have married
Ashley.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTwo decades earlier, Tavon had no claim to the family inheritance. He was genuinely in love with
Salma, wanting to spend his life with her, but his family disagreed. They even cut off his credit card, a
blow to Tavon who was used to a comfortable lifestyle.
Salma remembered the shame of being kicked out by the Morton family, the most humiliating moment
of her life.
Salma, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, asked, “Where were you when I was forced by your family to
have an abortion? Tavon, it’s been over two decades. If you had any pity for me, why did you wait until
now to find me?”
“I thought you got married, Salma. I didn’t know you were waiting for me. I refused to marry Ashley to
rebel against my family. I was even locked up by them for three months. Then, my mom told me you
got married. I thought it was true, I was so disappointed that I married Ashley.” Tavon said.
“So what was that breakup letter about?” Salma asked, feeling a little moved by Tavon’s words.
“I never wrote any letter.” Tayon seized the moment, took Salma’s hand and said passionately, “That
was my mother, forging my handwriting. Salma, I’ve never forgotten you, all these years. I still think of
our time together every day.”
Recalling the past, Salma was tearful. Any woman, regardless of age, could be moved by a man’s
deep love.
Tavon had obviously come prepared this time. He took out a share transfer agreement from his bag
and handed it to Salma, “Salma, these are shares of my company. Ana is my daughter, and she has
her share. I’ve divided the shares into three parts. As my eldest daughter, Ana will get the largest
portion. I’ve prepared a house in Willowbrook for Ana. Once you’re recovered, I’ll take you both to live
there.”
This time, Tavon-was all in. Seeing the share transfer document and hearing about the house Tavon
had prepared for her and her daughter, Salma was deeply moved.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTavon made no mention of asking Anastasia for a bone marrow donation, instead focusing on their
past.
Salma’s hands trembled as she touched the share transfer document, thinking of the house Tavon had
prepared for her and her daughter. Despite this, she remained clear-headed, “Tavon, are you trying to
exchange these for my daughter’s bone marrow?”
“Salma, you’ve misunderstood. I have no intention of doing that.” Tavon explained, “I asked for Ana’s
help for Sandy because it was urgent. Now, Sandy’s condition is under control and I’ve found other
suitable bone marrow donors. We don’t need Ana’s bone marrow anymore. This is my sincerity, please
accept it.”
Salma still felt uneasy. She didn’t know whether to trust Tavon or not.
Seeing that Salma hadn’t completely forgiven him, Tavon changed the subject with a smile, “Salma, I
met Ana’s husband last time. What does he do, what’s his name?”