Chapter 275

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In the dead of night, Ellie sat on a stool, leaning against Harold’s bedside. She cradled the new leather jacket she had bought for her dad.

She put the jacket on him, but Harold insisted on saving it for the Christmas. She had promised that once she and Aaron earned enough to buy a house, they would bring their parents to live in the city.

She also had said she would buy a wheelchair so Harold and Joanna could spend evenings at the square watching people dance or go to the park to play chess.

She had kept nagging that when she and Aaron weren’t home, Harold would have to take care of himself, as they didn’t want Joanna to worry.

take care of the grandchildren and that he needed to witness her and Aaron getting married and starting

had passed. And

me!” Ellie clutched her dad’s jacket, her sobs breaking

always the one who listened to Aaron? He told you he got a raise, and with next month’s paycheck, he can

and I will be able to take care of you; why couldn’t you just hold on a little longer? Now that you’re gone, what is mom supposed to do?

to the skin from the rain. His pale face and red eyes painfully fixed on Ellie in the room; his chest felt like it was gripped tightly by an unseen hand,

forcibly pulled Alex

Layton feared that Alex

into the Thompson residence. You

what Haley had told Ellie’s parents. That night, Harold braved the storm

Alex, it was undeniably the result of his actions. Putting aside Alex’s past interactions with Ellie, this

refuses to forgive you for the rest of her life,

for the few piglets below, smoking continuously. His complexion was pale, his red

were busily preparing for Harold’s burial. Though the rain was light,

the Thompson family were mostly close relatives, joined by some dear colleagues and friends. That

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