Again, My Love

Sheryl was pushed hard by Hester and fell to the ground awkwardly. The pain from her palm made her gasp.

She looked up and met her heavily guarded eyes, as if to see through her whole body.

"Well, cousin, don't be impulsive! I'm just worried about your health. I didn't mean to do anything else!"

Hester frowned hearing her calling. She had never heard that she had a cousin since she was born.

And Sheryl was Terence's assistant. Was he playing tricks again?

"Shut up! I never have a so-called cousin. Who the hell are you?"

Sheryl looked at Hester in disbelief, feeling sad. Why didn't her cousin, whom she had been missing so much, recognize her?

Was she really so unreliable? She held Hester tightly with her hands and looked nervous.

"Don't scare me! Your mother is my aunt. Of course I should call you cousin. Although we have never known each other, I have a good impression of you!

My mother has told me all kinds of good things about my aunt since I was a child. So although I never get along with her, I am really familiar with her."

Hester listened quietly to Sheryl's words, and her mind was gradually clear. So she was brought here all because she was the granddaughter of that old man?

Her mind was in a mess. She couldn't accept the fact. She had lost her family. Why did so many people come out at this time?

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Clenching her fists, she stared at Sheryl and said hesitantly.

"So, you mean that I'm your cousin, and the people in the hall are more or less related to me by blood?"

Sheryl nodded vigorously, feeling excited. She finally figured out what was going on. That was great.

"Yes! Those people outside are your family. Although grandpa looks very serious, in fact, he cares

ed her from going with that man! But now, she ended up like this."

Sitting aside and listening to Edmund quietly, Leo felt very uncomfortable. Although Edmund had been so domineering all his life, the pain of losing a daughter was probably not something ordinary people could accept!

His fingertips intertwined slightly, and he narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

"Grandpa, don't be too sad. I believe that aunt will not want to see you like this."

Her wrinkled face trembled slightly, and a teardrop slowly fell, disappearing between her neck. Edmund's gray eyes moved slightly, and his whole body was filled with unconcealed sadness.

"Leo, is Rosemary still blaming me? Otherwise, she has been gone for so long, but she has never appeared in my dream.

Even if she screams at me in my dream, it's better than letting me cry here alone!"

"Grandpa, she won't blame you! Maybe she didn't know how to face you, so she refused to appear in your dream. Don't think too much. Be careful of your health!"

Leo held Edmund's arm and comforted him in a soft voice. He was afraid that it would be like this, so he was unwilling to tell the truth!

"No, she must be blaming me!"