Chapter: 183
Now she had gotten a divorce, so it meant that she no longer had a relationship with him. Besides, she never even bid him a proper goodbye, making her feel slightly bad about herself.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she said obediently, �Okay, Grandpa. I�ll come over and see you later.�
To patch up her lie, she headed to a nearby supermarket that sold imported goods and bought some specialties.
Standing majestic like a castle, Hunt Residence was as magnificent as it always looked.
�Young Miss, here you are. Old Mr. Hunt is in his study, and he�s been waiting for you. You can head right there!�
Unlike the snobby servants at the Hunt Villa, the servants of Hunt Residence treated her with much enthusiasm and amicability, thanks to Old Mr. Hunt.
Renee walked along the long corridor and arrived at the old man�s study.
The old man was writing before the desk. When he saw that she was here, he broke into a smile. �Ren, come here. I have something for you.�
Old Mr. Hunt put down the brush pen and opened the desk drawer while saying these to Renee. Then, he solemnly took out a rosewood box and handed it to Renee.
�Ren, open it up.�
Renee took the box and opened it with care. Inside the box was a medal engraved with a dove of peace and a sword. Renee turned to Old Mr. Hunt with confusion. �Grandpa, is this��
�Child, your grandfather gave me this before he died. This medal was dear to him and symbolized his heroic life. Now, I�m passing it on to you.�
Old Mr. Hunt sighed as he recalled the legendary life of his dearest friend Maurice Everheart. Your grandfather was most worried about you before his death. He repeatedly told me to pass the medal to you four years after your marriage with Stefan��
�It�s now the fourth year of your marriage. The medal carries your grandfather�s blessing to you both. It�ll bless you both with a happy ever after marriage!�
Renee looked at the gold medal in her hand with teary eyes. It was as if she had traveled beyond life and death and felt the touch of her grandfather�s rough but gentle palm.
�When Grandpa was still around, he was always worried about me. Although he�s gone, soul is still watching over me. I�m such a useless granddaughter. I�ve always caused him trouble��
She remembered her grandfather�s last moments-he told her over and over again, urging her not to return to the dangerous and complicated circle. She did not have to be more capable or bring back the Everheart family�s glory days-all he wanted was for her to spend the rest of her life as an ordinary woman. His last wish was for her to play the role of Mrs. Hunt well. It was only then that he�d be able to rest in peace.
�But now, it�s�� Renee sighed and blamed herself for her weakness. She couldn�t even fulfill the simple last with her grandpa.
It would be hard to control one�s heart. She could take revenge and restore the Everheart family�s glory, but there was nothing she could do about a man who did not love her.
Thus far, she has done her best. With no light at the end of the tunnel, her only choice was to give up without regret. JrNovels.com
After hesitating for a few seconds, she said obediently, �Okay, Grandpa. I�ll come over and see you later.�
To patch up her lie, she headed to a nearby supermarket that sold imported goods and bought some specialties.
Standing majestic like a castle, Hunt Residence was as magnificent as it always looked.
�Young Miss, here you are. Old Mr. Hunt is in his study, and he�s been waiting for you. You can head right there!�
Unlike the snobby servants at the Hunt Villa, the servants of Hunt Residence treated her with much enthusiasm and amicability, thanks to Old Mr. Hunt.
Renee walked along the long corridor and arrived at the old man�s study.
The old man was writing before the desk. When he saw that she was here, he broke into a smile. �Ren, come here. I have something for you.�
Old Mr. Hunt put down the brush pen and opened the desk drawer while saying these to Renee. Then, he solemnly took out a rosewood box and handed it to Renee.
�Ren, open it up.�
Renee took the box and opened it with care. Inside the box was a medal engraved with a dove of peace and a sword. Renee turned to Old Mr. Hunt with confusion. �Grandpa, is this��
�Child, your grandfather gave me this before he died. This medal was dear to him and symbolized his heroic life. Now, I�m passing it on to you.�
Old Mr. Hunt sighed as he recalled the legendary life of his dearest friend Maurice Everheart. Your grandfather was most worried about you before his death. He repeatedly told me to pass the medal to you four years after your marriage with Stefan��
�It�s now the fourth year of your marriage. The medal carries your grandfather�s blessing to you both. It�ll bless you both with a happy ever after marriage!�
Renee looked at the gold medal in her hand with teary eyes. It was as if she had traveled beyond life and death and felt the touch of her grandfather�s rough but gentle palm.
�When Grandpa was still around, he was always worried about me. Although he�s gone, soul is still watching over me. I�m such a useless granddaughter. I�ve always caused him trouble��
She remembered her grandfather�s last moments-he told her over and over again, urging her not to return to the dangerous and complicated circle. She did not have to be more capable or bring back the Everheart family�s glory days-all he wanted was for her to spend the rest of her life as an ordinary woman. His last wish was for her to play the role of Mrs. Hunt well. It was only then that he�d be able to rest in peace.
�But now, it�s�� Renee sighed and blamed herself for her weakness. She couldn�t even fulfill the simple last with her grandpa.
It would be hard to control one�s heart. She could take revenge and restore the Everheart family�s glory, but there was nothing she could do about a man who did not love her.
Thus far, she has done her best. With no light at the end of the tunnel, her only choice was to give up without regret. JrNovels.com
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