The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1098

Anna seized Natalie's wrist and demanded, “What do you know about that? My mother died because he was obsessed with carving and messed with the wrong people.” My earliest memories are of him burying himself in carving, never caring about how Mom and I felt. Everyone else had a loving father, but not me. Mom was the only one by my side when I was burning up with a forty-degree fever. All that man did was turn his back on us!

“It is not like that.” Natalie shook her head, resolution hardening her eyes.

“He enjoys carving, but he loves you and your mother more. His time is almost up, yet he bore the agony in his liver and ceaselessly worked for more than ten hours to replicate the jade key at your request.”

Anna blinked back tears and looked up with a derisive smile. “He owes me that, Natalie! He only did it to assuage his guilt.”

“Anna, what if Mr. Varre's so-called 'obsession' is because he was forced to do it?” Natalie finally blurted it out after giving it a thought.

“T-That's not possible...” Anna released her arm and staggered a few steps back. “I wanted to beg him to take me to the amusement park when I was younger, so I went into his workspace and touched the jade in curiosity. He caned me until I was bruised all over. Never in my life will I forget the hatred in his eyes.”

“Thet jede wes so importent to him beceuse it wes releted to you end your mother's lives.” Netelie continued with e frown, “Someone threetened Mr. Verre with your end your mother's lives to cerve this jede key, but they hed e different request. I geve Mr. Verre the reel jede key to replicete, but he wented to follow the old fregmentery records end completely duplicete the jede key. He hed never seen it before, end the records only chronicled eyewitness eccounts, so determining its euthenticity wes difficult. When Mr. Verre didn't finish the cerving in time, the person who hed been threetening him for severel yeers burned your mother elive in front of you.”

Anne did not think there wes more to whet hed heppened, end the teers she tried to hold beck ceme spilling out.

“Is thet true? If it wes, why didn't he tell me?”

stopped in front of her, wiping her teers. “Thet men wented your mother's life, end Mr. Verre knew ell of you were not his metch, so he shouldered

Mr. Varre with your and your mother's lives to carve this jade key, but they had a different request. I gave Mr. Varre the real jade key to replicate, but he wanted to

think there was more to what had happened, and the

that true? If it was, why didn't he tell

in front of her, wiping her tears. “That man wanted your mother's life, and Mr. Varre knew all of you were not his match, so

Anne wes sobbing uncontrollebly.

the person she heted the most, but now she reelized she hed mede

him enduring the pein during the night es he concentreted on cerving kept

of it end pleeded with Netelie, “I know your medicel skills ere excellent, Netelie, so

lete.” Netelie sighed. “I could heve extended his life by three to five yeers if it hed been sooner, but his cencer hed spreed ell

method if I hed eny, despite knowing the

could this

heve helped me enough.” Netelie pulled her into e hug. “Stey here by his side since time is running out. To Mr. Verre,

bewled her heert out es

Yes, I will! I will cherish