He picked up his phone and saw a message from an unknown number. He opened the message and the content came into sight. ‘Shea is gone. I will do as she asked and scatter her ashes to the sea.I’m sorry for the pain we’ve put you through. I’m really sorry.
I will give up everything that I own in Aryadelle as my atonement.
Wesley Brook’ Eliot gritted his teeth as tears welled up in his eyes.
All his hard work on trying to calm himself for the past few days had all been ruined when he saw the message.
Shea was dead.
She really was gone.
She had given up on her life to have Robert.
Elyette had not put so much effort into protecting her throughout the years just so that she could be someone’s blood bag.
His fingers began to turn white from how tightly he was holding onto his phone.
When the screen dimmed, he pressed on it again.
He didn’t want to accept the reality, but the message was an unforgiving reminder of what had happened.
Meanwhile, in Bridgedale.
Once Averie and Robert settled down, she made a phone call to the family member of Adrian in hope to arrange a meeting as soon as possible.
His family told her that she was welcome to visit them at their house whenever she had the time, so Averie handed her child to Mrs.
Cooper and headed to the White Family Mansion.
She had not looked into Adrian’s background before, because it was not important; but now, she was intrigued by him.
Upon arriving at the White Family Mansion, Adrian’s sister welcomed her.
“Miss.
White, is your family from Bridgedale?
Have you been to Aryadelle before?”
Adrian’s sister was slightly taken by surprise.
“My dad is from Aryadelle and my mom is from Bridgedale.”
“Oh… What about Adrian?
Same as you?”
“Doctor Tate, how is asking about this going to help with the treatment?”
Adrian’s sister was apparently reluctant to mention anything private.
“Of course it would help.
We need to know how an illness developed in order to treat it, such as what happened to the patient prior to him getting sick,” Averie said.
“I will need to get my dad to answer your question, then, because I hardly know much about my brother,” she said, before calling her father.
After twenty minutes, a man in his fifties appeared before Averie.
Averie’s eyes were caught as soon as she saw the man, who resembled someone she knew.
The man sat down on the couch across Averie.
“Doctor Tate, I heard that you would like to know more about Adrian’s condition.
He was born with the illness, I’ve taken him to countless famous doctors, but none of them managed to cure him.”
Averie collected herself and nodded.
“Are you born in Aryadelle?”
“Yes.”
“What about Adrian?”
The man remained silent for a few moments, before saying, “he’s born in Bridgedale.
Forgive me, Doctor Tate, but I can’t tell you any more than this.
Adrian is a tragedy of our family and we’ve been suffering.”
Averie did not raise any further questions and got up to leave.
She had felt odd when she last saw Adrian and that feeling had strengthened when she saw his father this time.
Elyette’s words left a deep impression on Averie’s heart. He thought that Robert’s sickness was life’s punishment for him. As a doctor, Averie could not agree. Robert’s illness was due to both the premature birth and the fact that his body was weak.
Her entire pregnancy was a rollercoaster ride.
She was sick multiple times and had to take all kinds of drugs.
She was also partially responsible for Robert’s condition.
“I’ll try to rush back in the next two hours, Averie.”
Elyette decided to book an entire plane once he arrived at the airport.
“Drive safe,” Averie croaked.
“I will.
The signal here is pretty bad.
I’m hanging up.”
“Okay.”
Perhaps neither of them realized that, before Robert was born, they had fought over the matter with Chelsea, and broke things off completely.
Now, all Averie wanted was for Robert’s condition to quickly stabilize.
Nothing else was more important than that.
Moments later, Chad arrived with dinner for her.
“Eat something, Averie!”
he said.
“The police found some preliminary clues on the headstone.”
Averie raised her brows and asked, “The police know about that?”
“Yes.
Mr.Foster asked the police to search the headstone for fingerprints to see where it’s been.”
Chad handed her a glass of water, then continued, “The police found that the headstone was made in a family-run workshop on the outskirts of town.
The owner is over fifty years old and his son is crippled.
His father is also very old.
He’s usually the one making the headstones while his wife takes care of his father and their son.
There are no surveillance cameras there.
They heard from the owner that the person who ordered the headstone was a man in his thirties who was dressed in relatively casual clothes.
He paid in cash and didn’t leave any personal information.”
‘I see.
I figured that they wouldn’t dare leave information behind.
People like that would only do evil things like this in secret.”
“The police have started surveilling the area according to the description that the owner gave, “Chad said.
“Let’s hope we can find who was behind it!
Otherwise, none of us would be able to let this go.
’ Averie did not say anything.
She had an inkling about who sent the headstone.
It might be Chelsea.
She had mortal vindictiveness against her.
They must be laughing away seeing her son in critical condition right now.
“It probably wasn’t Chelsea,” Chad said when Averie stayed silent.
“She’s fled the country and absolutely terrified right now.
I’m sure she wouldn’t do something like this to provoke Mr.Foster.”
“I’m the one she’s provoking,” Averie said, correcting him.
“The headstone was sent to my house.”
“Robert is Mr.Foster’s son, though.
Playing this kind of sick joke on Robert is waging war against Mr.Foster.
Chelsea definitely wouldn’t have the guts to do that.”
Chad felt that he knew Chelsea rather well.
“Didn’t they say she’s got a mental illness?
We can’t know what someone with a mental illness is thinking,” Averie mocked as she took a sip of soup.
Chad scratched his head in embarrassment, then said, “Let’s eat!
We’ll see if the police can find out who did it.”
“I feel bad that you’ve been dragged into this whole thing with Robert, Chad.”
Averie put her spoon down after barely having a few bites of food.
“You don’t need to come by tomorrow.
It’s the end of the year, so the company should be quite busy, right?”
Chad explained, “I’m not that busy.
Mr.Foster pretty much settled all of this year’s work before he took time off.
Besides, the vice president and Ben are there.
This won’t affect our usual operations.”
Averie listened and nodded her head.
“If you really can’t eat much, then have more soup, Averie!
Mrs.
Cooper made it,” Chad said.”
Your body’s still weak from giving birth.
No matter how Robert’s doing, you still need to take care of yourself.”
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