Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 439 Sending the Body Back to Joneson Residence

When she saw how surprised Gilbert looked, her heart beat faster. "I'm fine."

"Thank goodness you are. I was so scared that Elspeth would get upset with me for not taking care of

you."

He had been in charge of the bar all this while. If Elspeth's precious sister was neglected, he would be

done for.

Isabel felt disappointed after hearing what he said. It turned out that he was concerned about her

because of Elspeth, whereas she thought he had other intentions.

Seeing the change on her face, Gilbert assumed she recalled her previous bad experiences, so he

quickly comforted her, "Don't worry. You will be Elspeth's sister soon. You're a precious charm, you

know? No one will dare to bully you. Otherwise, you can tell them that you're acquainted with me. I'll be

able to ensure your safety."

Isabel could tell that all Gilbert cared about was Elspeth, seeing how he repeatedly mentioned her

name. The affectionate feeling that she felt for him earlier was instantly shattered into pieces.

However, she wouldn't take anything that belonged to Elspeth, including her feelings.

"I know. Thanks, Gilbert."

With a smile, she thanked him softly.

Elspeth and Gilbert… sound like a good match, Gilbert mused. His affection for Isabel instantly

increased a little.

"Come on. Let me take you to dinner. You must be hungry after staying for so long."

Isabel accepted his kindness without hesitation. "Sure. Thanks, Gilbert."

Gilbert sent a text to Elspeth to inform her that he would be taking Isabel for lunch. After that, he left the

sanatorium with Isabel.

…

Eventually, Elspeth decided to send Helena's corpse to Joneson Residence. To be able to return to

Joneson Residence should be what Helena wanted the most.

Elspeth entrusted Gilbert to take care of Isabel for a few days while she brought the body to Blaydal. At

the entrance, Elspeth knocked on Joneson Residence's door.

Michael nearly fainted after discovering the news, so it was Frank who came to pick Elspeth up as he

sent someone else to take over the corpse.

When the two met, Frank noticed traces of weariness and fatigue on Elspeth's face. He couldn't help

feeling bad for her. "Have you been doing well?"

She was indeed thin since young, but when he met her this time, he noticed she had lost weight again.

He knew that he had just asked a dumb question because anyone sensible could tell how much she

had suffered.

"I'm fine." Elspeth offered him a smile, but her voice sounded thin and spiritless.

"I know Aunt Helena's death has taken a toll on you. Just cry if you're sad. It's okay. I won't laugh at

you." Frank could tell she was suppressing her feelings, so he persuaded her awkwardly.

"I already cried a lot. I think it's enough." Elspeth chuckled and flicked his head. "Do I look that fragile?"

He rolled his eyes. "I was simply trying to console you. Why'd you have to flick my head? What a

heartless woman."

Elspeth felt much more comfortable hearing him say that. "What are we going to do with Grandfather?"

Frank felt a headache when he recalled the situation. "Grandpa heard the news when he was chatting

with a few guests in the living room and immediately fainted. He's awake now, but he refuses to meet

anyone. I suppose he's in a depressing mood right now, so maybe you should visit him. I'm sure he

wants to meet you even though he doesn't want to meet others."

Does he want to see me? Elspeth felt puzzled. "You know he hasn't liked me since the beginning."

"That's just what he shows. Who knows if he truly feels that way? He has always been arrogant, weird,

and stubborn. He can't stand others disobeying him and even though he did make you suffer a few

times, his intention was never to hurt you, was it?"

Elspeth looked down at her toes. To be honest, she had no affection for the Joneson Family at all.

Except for Frank who more or less made her feel the warmth of family affection, she didn't care about

the rest at all, not to mention Michael, who always tried to oppress her.

"I'll go and meet him right now."

She didn't believe Frank's words but merely wanted to have a good talk with Michael instead. On one

hand, she wanted to help him get over her mother's death, and on the other hand, she also wanted to

know more about her mother.

Frank smiled. "Sure. Come with me."

While the two shuffled through Joneson Residence, they bumped into many people in the house. All of

them had their heads lowered, not daring to speak.

"What's going on? Why do they look like they're intimidated by me?" Watching the abnormal reactions

on those people's faces, Elspeth found it strange and funny.

Frank's expression was also slightly strange, but he made her ignore them.

Elspeth nodded thoughtfully, took a few steps forward, and suddenly overheard a conversation

occurring behind the rockery.

"Do you think Miss Lynwood is cursed? Why is everyone related to her always getting involved in

accidents?"

"Look. First, her father passed away, and then, her mother too. Now, Old Mr. Joneson has fallen

seriously ill. W-Will his grandsons be next?!"

"No way. Don't blabber nonsense. How could it all be fated? Stop your nonsense before anyone hears

it. You'll be doomed!"

…

Elspeth halted in her steps and eavesdropped on their interesting conversation.

Frank was concerned when he noticed she had stopped walking and was listening in on a conversation

behind the rockery.

"Don't think too much about it. None of those incidents have anything to do with you. I'll have them

kicked out of the house right now. What a bunch of useless gossipers!"

If anyone tried to talk back behind him like that, he would probably break their limbs.

"There's no need. Don't you think they sound reasonable?" Elspeth caressed her chin, seemingly

unbothered by them.

"Reasonable?" Frank almost snickered out of anger. "Have you gone nuts due to grief? People are

having fun talking bad about you, but you find them amusing?"

"When did I find them amusing? I just think what they said makes sense. Whoever is related to me is

more or less unlucky. You should be extra careful too, Frank."

He gasped, almost unable to hold back from choking.

She must have been waiting to tease him!

He couldn't believe that his words of comfort earlier and how he stood up for her were completely in

vain since she was completely fine.

However… Seeing how normal she was made him feel even more distressed. He couldn't help feeling

bad for her.

What kind of misery did she have to go through to sculpt herself into such a strong and invincible

person?