Chapter 92: It’s Owed to You
Blanche Capra and old lady Elsa were both talking when just in time York Charlie came over.
York Charlie went to listen carefully, but he heard Blanche Capra’s faint sobs, and his heart sank within him, and then he heard old lady Elsa say to Blanche Capra, “Wonderful, wonderful,” and in her voice, with uncontrollable exultation. “I’m so happy.”
York Charlie was becoming more and more puzzled. Why was Blanche Capra crying if she was talking about being happy?
“So don’t you say no,” old lady Elsa’s voice sounded again, “it’s all a matter of time anyway,” here her tone became heavy and sad again, “after all, these are all things that we the Charlie family owe you.”
York Charlie pupils shrink, grandmother just said … the Charlie family owes her?
What exactly is going on?
York Charlie heard this and didn’t want to hear any more, so he slowly left, so he didn’t realise that he had just had a brush with the truth.
Inside the hospital room, Blanche Capra heard grandma Elsa still feeling guilty about her, even blaming herself, she in turn felt that it was her own fault, obviously it was none of grandma’s business, but still always let her keep such a knot in her heart.
“Grandma, back then … you don t need to remember like this.” She said.
old lady Elsa closed her eyes, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, “Little Brandi ah, back then, it is not only your knot, but also York’s ah, also my ah.”
Blanche Capra could not speak for a moment, but the OLD LADY Elsa said to her again, “I want to go to bed, and you go back to your rest and relaxation too!”
Blanche Capra hesitated for a few moments and stood still, only to realise that grandma Elsa had fallen asleep without realising it.
Blanche Capra slowly left.
OLD LADY Elsa fell asleep in her hospital bed and had a dream.
In the dream her hair was white through and through, and the folds on her face were growing, but she found that self surprisingly happy. There was no sickness to haunt her, no other worries, a chubby little doll was hugging her knees, and when she looked again, there was actually a little doll rolling around on the floor.
She burst out laughing, these were her two great-grandchildren.
Not long after, York came over and tried to hug away the doll that was gluing drool all over her, but she laughed and said no no no. A soft feminine voice rang out and she saw York’s eyes look over tenderly, her granddaughter-in-law little Brandi was standing at the top of the stairs looking at them with an arched eyebrow.
It was all so happy and complete.
However, she still woke up, woke up from that beautiful dream. old lady Elsa opened her eyes with some loss, but the first thing she saw was a woman standing in front of her bed.
Not little Brandi, not the nurse, but her daughter-in-law, York’s mother, Mrs. Casey.
OLD LADY Elsa instantly remembered all the things she had done, and almost not wanting to see her, closed her eyes again, purposely turning a blind eye.
Mrs. Casey had hardly waited until she woke up, how could she let her go back to sleep, so she spoke hastily, “Don’t go to sleep, Mum, I have something to tell you.”
old lady Elsa closed her eyes and snorted coldly, “Mum? Haven’t you stopped calling me that a long time ago?”
Mrs. Casey smiles a little awkwardly, “No matter, after all, you are still York’s own grandmother.”
old lady Elsa doesn’t say anything.
Mrs. Casey turned and added, “Mum, you are York’s own grandmother, how can you not give him what you left behind? You love York so much, and York is also the closest to you, how can you forget everything?”
old lady Elsa heard her say so much, and said with some impatience, “Don’t you waste your labour, what I have decided will not be changed, and what is mine, I will naturally give to whom I please.”
Mrs. Casey was still undaunted, but clasped old lady Elsa’s hand more eagerly, “No! no! You are sick and confused! It is not so! It is York you are to give to, not that Blanche Capra of unknown origin!” With that she added a small smile, while pulling a piece of paper out of her bag, “Here, you sign this and this wrong doing will be corrected.”
old lady Elsa slightly opened her eyes and swept a glance, it turned out to be a share transfer letter, the anger in her heart sprang up. I didn’t think that after so many years in the shopping mall, when she was paralysed in her hospital bed, there were still people who had prepared this for her!
old lady Elsa really the more she thought about the more angry, simply outrageous, what she wants to do is still decided by others? She has been a powerful woman for so many years and now she is being pushed to this point by her daughter-in-law? Firstly, she made a marriage for York without her knowledge, which made her so angry that she fainted. Now, is she going to directly piss herself to death?
She was really blind to let this villain plus poisonous woman in the door in the first place!
old lady Elsa stared at Mrs. Casey, and refused to move her hand, but Mrs. Casey shook up the bed, and put the transfer of shares in front of her, and grabbed old lady Elsa’s hand with one hand, and prepared a handprint for her.
The old lady Elsa by her to make the breathless, at this time by her hand to press the handprint, she held her breath desperately struggling, but unfortunately that pair of old sickly hand is never as strong as Mrs. Casey’s strength, so the old lady Elsa had to struggle with all four limbs, pouring out all the body strength to resist.
Mrs. Casey, in her vain attempt to restrain her, also made a desperate effort, and her eyes protruded from her head with such desperate vigour that she looked like a lioness in a rage.
Old lady Elsa felt more and more breathless, she needed oxygen! She needed an oxygen mask! She felt that her whole body’s life force was going to be drained away under such a terrible pressure. She needed the oxygen mask! old lady Elsa tried to speak, but could not, and could only make a few “yada, yada, yada” sounds.
She was still struggling, and this time it was not as if she was resisting being forced to put her handprints on something, but rather, she was crying out for help: she was out of breath from the grip of this mad woman!This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
But Mrs. Casey was not aware of this; her eyes, and even her whole being, were focussed on the tug-of-war between old lady Elsa’s hand and the deed of transfer.
The old lady Elsa was like a fish out of water, struggling on the hospital bed, and Mrs. Casey was like a hunter staring at the dead prey, almost losing her mind. The confrontation seemed to go on forever, without end, but finally, the door of the dreary room was pushed open.
A man walked in.
As soon as Blanche Capra walked in, she saw OLD LADY Elsa struggling in pain, and the look was truly alarming. She paid no attention to Mrs. Casey, who had withdrawn her hand in time, but scrambled out of the room: to call a doctor.
Blanche Capra was so flustered by the suddenness of old lady Elsa’s condition that she didn’t notice Mrs. Casey, who was clearly out of sorts, and didn’t realise that there was a call button at the end of old lady Elsa’s bed.
And Mrs. Casey just in time from that almost crazy state of consciousness, at this time to see the face of death on the hospital bed, staring at the old lady Elsa, almost no air, the whole person is also scared of the whole body to lose strength, collapsed on the ground gasping for air.
How could it be? How could it be?
She just wanted her to sign a share transfer ah! How did it come to this? It would have been better if she had signed it obediently, how could it have turned out like this?
Mrs Casey scrambled to her feet, stooped over the bed, and, as if grasping at a silver lining: went to press the red button.
One, two, three times … No! She couldn’t die! Can’t be anything!