Princess Comeback

Hearing this, Sarah's mind suddenly "buzzed" and She could not hear everything around her.

Even after so many years, when she heard some memories she had never recalled, her body still shook uncontrollably.

A pair of powerful arms held her in time, and his voice was calm and concerned: "Are you OK?"

Sarah tried her best to suppress the obscure emotions that kept surging inside and shook her head.

"Miss Sarah, I don't know why you haven't come to Dover to see your grandfather for so many years. I also don't know if you had an accident as you said just now."

"But I have to tell you one thing. Your grandfather, over the years, shouted the most about your name."

"Aunt, take me to see Grandpa first."

There are six rooms in total. The left and right rooms are the master bedroom and the second bedroom. The living room and kitchen face north. Two bedrooms are uninhabited. In the middle of the yard, a pine was planted, but the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing.

It was only a few steps away, but it seemed that she had walked for a century.

In front of the master bedroom door, half of the curtain was hung on the door, and the window on the side wall was covered with curtains to block the white light outside. "Keep your voice down. He may be resting."

Aunt gently pushed the door open, and a strong smell of Chinese medicine swept out in an instant.

Sarah couldn't wait to step in quickly. Seeing the scene inside made her heartache and full of guilt.

The old man, who was over 70 years old, was lying on the reclining chair sickly. In early summer, he was still covered with a heavy blanket. His eyes were slightly closed and his breath was heavy. He looked very uncomfortable. "Kayla, is anyone here?"

He didn't fall asleep. He gasped in his hoarse voice. It was obvious that he had difficulty speaking now.

Kayla's face was full of sadness, and her voice was subconsciously amplified. "Sir, someone has come to see you!"

Hearing this, Dylan became a little dignified. "Is that her?"

"No." Aunt Kayla denied it and glanced at Sarah. "It's your granddaughter, Sarah!"

Aunt Kayla knew that he has been depressed since his daughter remarried.

After all, the ideas of the older generation were very stubborn and conservative. His daughter remarry two years after her husband died, which would only make people laugh if it was told.

Sarah restrained the sadness in her eyes, and her voice was soft and loud. "Grandpa, I'm Sarah. I'm sorry I haven't come to see you for so many years!"

The next second, there was a muffled sound, and everyone couldn't react.

Sarah knelt on the ground without any warning, kneeling sincerely and piously in front of the old man and kowtowing deeply.

Jacob, who has been accompanying her behind, was also infected with a few sad emotions.

Wood is done, man is old.

The old man, who was as thin as firewood, had a few tears on his face. For he refused to see his daughter even after a long and lonely time. "Sarah, you are still alive..."

His voice choked, and slowly raised his thin hands.

Sarah got up, squatted on the side of the old man, and silently stared at him who had always closed his eyes, and her throat was choked. "Grandpa, I'm sorry I'm late."

If she had come back earlier, she might not have seen grandpa's lonely and vicissitudes of life.

"How was your mother treating you?" Dylan said weakly, coughing fiercely from time to time. "Since she said you were dead, I didn't want to hear from her anymore. There was no such mother. " "Grandpa, please don't talk. I've been here all the time. Shall I accompany you?"

Sarah couldn't hold back anymore, quietly shed sad tears, and covered her mouth to hide sobs.

She didn't want her grandfather to notice her sadness and unbearable mood.

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A piece of tissue paper was given to her. She turned back and found Jacob standing behind her.

Inexplicably, she felt a little relaxed. She knew that she needed to calm down at the moment and could not just be sad.

"Grandpa, I also brought you osmanthus cake." Sarah bent her eyebrows and eyes to make her voice sound as smooth as possible.

Dylan nodded slowly. He was tired and didn't speak.

"He needs a rest. I'll make some medicine for him. You feel free."

Aunt Kayla confidently left the two of them here and went to the kitchen alone.

Gradually, a weak and heavy voice came. The old man was not sleeping soundly.

Sarah's heart was sour, and her hatred for Megan was deeper.

Sarah and Jacob quietly withdraw from the master bedroom. Sarah deeply sniffed the fresh and cool air, and she felt depressed.

"If you feel bad, just cry."

Jacob looked moved. Even if the little woman in front of him behaved strong, he could detect her deep inner fear.

A relative, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, was already bony when she see him again.

If he were Sarah, he wouldn't feel better.

Sarah was far tougher than he imagined. She shook her head. "No, I have to ask Kayla something."

She walked towards the kitchen.

Before they got to the kitchen, a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine drifted in wantonly, and it was still bitter after smelling for a long time.

In the kitchen, Aunt Kayla, who was brewing medicine, noticed a shadow at the door and looked sideways but she kept moving.

"Aunt."

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Sarah didn't deny it. She went to Aunt Kayla and took the initiative to help her.

After a long silence, Aunt said, "Your grandfather had liver cancer. He didn't have much time left to live."

"How long will it be?"

"The doctor said that in his current state, it's good to live one more day."

Daniel told Sarah about her grandfather's health.

But she didn't expect it to be so serious.

Aunt sighed deeply. "You can come back to see your grandfather, it's enough with this filial piety. If you don't mind t, just stay for dinner."

"I don't mind, Aunt Wang."

Sarah tidied up her emotions and helped her to cook.

She was unskilled. The knife fell on the desk and made a clear sound.

"Did you cut your hand?" Jacob heard the sound and ran in anxiously.

"It's all right. I'll be careful." Seeing that Sarah was sound, he was relieved.

"Aunt said there wasn't much pepper at home. Could you go to the supermarket to buy some?"

Sarah wearing an apron looked like a cooker.

Jacob couldn't help laughing and nodded: "I see. What else do you need?"

"No, the supermarket is on the left corner at the end of that way."

"I know."

Sarah's speech was interrupted.

"Do you know?"