âGrandma, can I ask you something?â Ashlyn approached Susan with a document in her hand.
âDonât be a stranger dear. Whatâs wrong? What do you want to know?â Susan responded without looking up as she was busy peeling garlic.
Ashlyn stared at her intently and inquired, âAre you aware that Iâm not my fatherâs biological daughter?â
Susan dropped the garlic in her hands as panic flashed across her eyes. She quickly picked up the peeled garlic and asked, âAshlyn, what are you babbling about? How can you not be your fatherâs daughter?â
âGrandma, this is the result of the paternity test between my father and I. It shows that we are not related.â Ashlyn held up the document pouch.
Her heart sank as she stared at Susan.
Nothing was more painful in this world than being lied to by your loved ones.
âGrandma, how did my mom die? How long do you want to keep that from me?â
âYour mom was killed in a car accident.â Susan didnât expect Ashlyn to do a paternity test.
So what if you know youâre not Horaceâs biological daughter? Your mom has been dead for so many years, so itâs not like you can ask her anything.
âEver since I was young, I have always treated you with respect. I shared everything I have with you. I have deposited roughly fifty million into your bank account already ever since I joined the workforce.
Also, do you know who beat up the village bully that gave you trouble? It was me! Grandma! Have you forgotten how we only had each other while we were living in the village?â
When Susan heard Ashlynâs complaints, she looked away awkwardly.
âI didnât forget, Ashlyn. My love for you is real. Itâs just that, I really donât know much about the matters related to your mom. Even though youâre not a biological member of the Berry family, I still love you all the same. However⦠you will have to decide whether you still want to acknowledge me as your Grandma. Iâm fine with whatever your decision is.â
Susan felt miserable. âI really donât know how did our family end up like this. Your dad is in prison, while Mary and her daughter ran away. Meanwhile, youâre are not Horaceâs biological daughter. Oh! What did I do to deserve this?â
Just as she spoke, she broke down in tears.
âNo matter what, the Berry family has taken care of you for so many years. Itâs heartbreaking enough that you are not appreciative of my effort, but now here you are questioning me? Your dad is in prison and yet you donât care about him. Iâm just an old lady, what more do you want from me? Do you still have a conscience? After spending so many years bringing you up, have you repaid me? Now that Iâm alone, who can I blame? You, of course! I shouldnât have taken you in. I should have let you die together with your mom and your sister instead.â
Ashlyn was taken aback. Her heart ached as she felt as if she was looking at a stranger.
How did the person I know best and am closest to feel so distant?
Why did matters turn out this way?
She felt an overwhelming pain that numbed her heart. How can Grandma say something so harsh? Is my relationship with Grandma so weak that it canât overcome the fact that we are not related by blood?
She didnât know how she walked out of the Berry Residence. As she wandered along the road aimlessly, it began to drizzle. The raindrops that fell onto her body felt cold.
At Whitland Villa.
Lucas was taking a bath.
When Claire heard the sound of the shower from the bathroom, she tiptoed into the bedroom and checked Lucasâ phone on the bedside table.
After trying a few combinations, she still couldnât unlock it.
However, she wasnât at witâs end just yet. With a devious smile, she quickly made short work of the phone and unlocked it easily.
As a member of the research team at Nolan Groupâs lab, unlocking a phone screen was considered an easy task.
She quickly searched for the phone number tagged under âHoneyâ and saved it down.
After that, she put his phone back to where she found it.
When everything was completed, she quietly left the room.