She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

After the Edwards family fell from grace, few people came to visit. The only visitors were Layne’s old friends who always walked or rode bicycles when they came to Layne’s place. The courtyard was so precious that even a single brick on the ground could be an antique, and breaking it would be heartbreaking.

“I’ll go see who it is,” Layne put down her teacup and headed towards the door.

“I’ll go change my clothes,” she said as she was wearing a pink pajama set that would be inappropriate for receiving guests.

The gate opened, but as soon as Layne saw who it was, his face darkened. He quickly prepared to close the door.

“Layne, wait!” A hand suddenly pressed against the door panel and a man in a black coat squeezed in.

He stood before him.

It’d been over twenty years, and he had aged a lot with silver hair covering his head.

“Adrian, you didn’t die overseas. What are you doing in my rundown courtyard?” Grandfather, who was always gentle and kind to people, surprisingly showed such hatred towards the visitor and even said such words.

heard the commotion outside. Her room was on

could hear everything clearly. Was Grandfather really angry? She had

getting dressed, tying her long hair back with a pearl clip from

his wrinkled face as he replied softly, “After all these

courtyard with his polished shoes. Looking at this unchanged little yard made him feel emotional as he said, “I

this.”

onto the root to pick them. You accidentally tell down,

the fruit from that tree was really

words brought Layne back to his childhood

he was already seventy years

younger than him and should be sixty–five this

ancestors of the Edwards family wouldn’t welcome you.

What did he mean?

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