Chapter 598 Time to Go Home

“Grandpa… Grandpa!” The voice of the girl was still replaying in Abigail’s mind. She couldn’t control herself, and she started crying. She grabbed Sean’s shirt tightly, crying, though she had no idea she was doing that.

A doctor came charging in, and chaos ensued. Sean had to pick Abigail up in his arms, and he quickly told Analise, “She probably remembered something.” Then, he took Abigail out of the room.

Analise took the box and followed Sean.

One whole day had gone by when Abigail regained her consciousness. She sat on the bed, muttering, “What happened… to Grandpa?”

“He was announced dead yesterday.” Sean looked at her, feeling-worried.

Abigail hugged her legs, staring at the white blanket vacantly. Silently.

Sean was still gazing at her, feeling sorrowful. “What did you remember?” Gary just woke up, and he died because he got too mad.

“Just little bits. I saw my younger self throwing paper airplanes while I was on Grandpa’s shoulders,” Abigail said slowly. “I saw myself falling into the sea. Where’s my golden lock?”

of his pocket and handed it to her. Abigail took it and held it tightly as she stared at it. “I remember this lock, just a little bit. Do you know why I like designing? Because this lock has always been in

that hand belonged to Martha.

cheek. “Whether you can remember

the memories of me and Grandpa.” She had a feeling she liked Gary the most when she

a good state. Patricia

“Because she likes Vincent a ton, even if that man killed her

None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t gone to the ward, or so she thinks. She thinks you shouldn’t go back home at this moment in time, and she

Grandpa wouldn’t have been hospitalized if not

go home. Are you going to do that?” Sean cared

that. “I’ll ask

“You’re finally awake. You made me worry!” Analise was already sobbing and couldn’t say a word. “I was worried sick…”

and it hurt my head, but I’m better now.” Abigail wasn’t in

before you get some rest. The doctor said you’ve been exhausting yourself. You have to get some rest. Don’t work too much.”

Abigail commented meekly. Analise isn’t getting any younger. I shouldn’t make her worry.

want you to do the same. He left… with regrets, and I feel sad about it, too. I should never have

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