Win Her Back

Chapter 729 I Hurt Her

"Grandpa, please don't say that! You are aunt's father. How could she blame you? Well, don't think too much. Just lie on the bed and have a good rest. I'll ask Louis to give you a good examination later!"

"No way! I want to see Hester. I want to make up for the mistakes I have made!"

Edmund struggled to push Leo's hand away and was about to get out of bed. He was in a state of chaos and his body was trembling. It was very dangerous.

"Grandpa! Don't be like this. You need to rest now! Hester is staying in her room now. If you want to see her, I will ask Hardy to call her over, okay?"

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the noise in the bedroom, Eric came in a hurry and asked anxiously. Why was Edmund suddenly so emotional?

Tears welled up in Rowena's eyes. She walked quickly to Edmund and supported him, fearing that he would fall to the ground by accident.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

"Let go of me. I'm going to find Hester!"

Edmund was still struggling, but the two of them were so strong that he couldn't escape. He could only lie on the bed, gasping for breath. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Dad, calm down!"

Rowena comforted him and felt sad. He had just heard the news of his sister's death, but now Edmund had become like this. What had he done wrong?

She turned around and frowned. She had always been elegant, but now she didn't care about it at all.

"Hardy, go and call Hester over. Hurry up!"

"Yes!"

Hardy nodded and left the bedroom in a hurry.

Hester held Sheryl tightly, sobbing, and her mood gradually returned to calm. She just cried for a long time and couldn't recover in a short time.

"Rat-a-tat!"

There was a knock on the door. Sheryl patted her on the shoulder and stood up to open the door.

"Miss Hester, the master is emotionally unstable now. Please go and have a look!"

"What happened to grandpa?"

Holding the old butler's arm nervously, Sheryl frowned and looked puzzled. Was it because he had heard something about aunt?

"What happened?"

Hester raised her hand to wipe off her tears, stood up and walked to the door, looking at the old housekeeper in confusion. But before she could ask, she was pulled away by Sheryl.

They ran all the way to Edmund's room and broke in directly without knocking at the door.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Sheryl looked at Edmund up and down, hoping that he was fine. She had been worried about his health before, so she had hidden something. If he couldn't hold on now, what should he do?

"Not bad!"

Edmund nodded indifferently and looked at Hester behind her, with tears in his eyes. Although she knew it was a little embarrassing to be like this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Hester stood still, not knowing what to do. She thought he was one of her father's creditor, but she didn't expect him to be her grandfather.

But if they were all her family, why didn't they come to her when her mother and she were in a desperate situation?

Her heart was complicated and difficult to understand. Grievance and hatred intertwined, but more was true joy. She had lost her family for so long, and finally, she had it again!

"Come here!"

He raised his hand and gently waved at Hester not far away. Obviously, he felt that he was not able to do it. He couldn't face her steadily, and the guilt in his heart almost pressed him to death.

Hester staggered back, afraid of his approaching. She clenched her fists. Even if he didn't have any attacking power now, she was still afraid.

It turned out that this man was her mother's father, serious and tall, the same as what her mother had occasionally mentioned. However, when he was lying there alone, it made people feel sad for no reason.

"Hester, come here!"

Seeing that Hester was resisting, Leo was very anxious. Grandpa couldn't bear the stimulation now and couldn't let her do whatever she wanted.

Leo's words calmed her down. Hester took a deep breath and slowly walked to the bedside, lowering her head, staring at the ground.

Edmund's dark eyes were fixed on Hester, as if he was looking at another person through her. His hands trembled slightly and he didn't dare to touch the person in front of him.

"Did your mother leave any last words before she died?"

So far, he still couldn't believe the fact that Rosemary had passed away. His tongue was slightly knotted. He said this awkwardly and looked at Hester eagerly.

Due to the darkness of that period of time, Hester deliberately did not recall it. But today, she was asked again, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

Her mother left peacefully, but she would never forget the tears falling from the corner of her eyes. Such despair made her indulge in it and unable to extricate herself.

At that time, she was too young to understand at all. But when she thought of it now, she only felt stuffy in her chest. What was her mother thinking at that time?

"Mom walked very fast. She didn't feel any pain."

After confirming the news of her death with his own ears, Edmund's pupils dilated slightly. He slipped his hand and fell directly on the bed, covering the position of his heart sadly.

"Poor Rosemary, I'm so sorry! It's all my fault!"

Seeing the old man crying so sadly, like a child losing his beloved toy, it was heart wrenching, and Hester could not hold back her tears.

She couldn't bear to see it any more. She looked away, raised her hand and wiped the tip of her nose to calm herself down. It was her duty to calm down since the old woman couldn't bear the pain.

"Grandpa, don't be like this. Your body will not be able to bear it."

Leo couldn't help but lower his eyes, holding his grandfather's hand tightly and comforting him softly. It was a tragedy of death, and every old man in the family could not bear it.

"Hester, come and comfort grandpa. Don't make him so sad!"

Hester nodded stiffly and walked slowly to him. She hesitated for a moment before she reached out her hand and patted on his back.

"Don't be sad. Mom left in peace. She didn't blame anyone. You don't have to blame yourself!"

Holding Hester tightly with his fingertips, Edmund was in chaos. Dead grey, quiet and empty.

"No, I'm sorry. It's all my fault! It's me! It's all my fault!"

Leo frowned. Somehow, Edmund insisted that his aunt was blaming him. He reached out his hand to support Edmund in case he fell to the ground because he was too emotional.