Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 47

Chapter 47 How Did You Know About What Happened Back Then? 

I smiled faintly, not intending to say much more. “Take it at face value,” I said, “If Mr. Hinton is curious, he might as well look into the whereabouts of my dear sister during the time you were in trouble. See if she really had the ability to go to the border to save you and bring you back.” 

After saying that, I was ready to pull away. 

But my wrist was grabbed by Walter, he looked at me with furrowed brows, “Tabatha, how did you know about what happened back then?” Looking at his puzzled expression, I really wanted to tell him about the past, but considering his temperament, if he knew about it, it would be even harder for him to divorce. With this in mind, I said, “I don’t know, I just understand what kind of person my sister is, so I wanted to remind you, if you want to repay a favor, don’t repay the wrong one, or else you’ll become a laughingstock.” 

I pulled my hand from his grip, picked up my packed belongings, and left the yard. Behind me, Walter seemed relentless, as if he wanted to chase after me and continue asking questions. 

However, Ashley held him back. Clutching her stomach, Ashley cried out to Walter with a grimace of pain, her voice hoarse and desperate, “Walter, my stomach hurts so much, so much, don’t leave…” 

Looking at this scene, I just glanced back and couldn’t help but want to applaud Ashley. Her acting skills were so good, it was truly a pity she wasn’t an actress. 

Having left the Hinton family, it had already grown dark. 

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Cory called me, saying that he had prepared all the financial 

information for the Conner Group and asked if he should deliver it to the Conner family for me to review. 

I should have investigated Bright Media’s finances. I only had one month. Now, Walter and I are completely finished. My father is no longer here, and my mother is living alone with the Conner family. She can’t hold on either. It’s just as well that I’m going back to be with her now, and to find out where that thirty million went. 

Back to the Conner family, the huge villa was pitch black, I just went in and thought my mother hadn’t come back. 

When I turned on the light, I saw my mother sitting alone on the sofa, hugging her knees, her face covered in tears, looking tired and worn. The sudden brightness of the light startled her, and she squinted at me, struggling to adjust to the light. 

Seeing her like this, a pang of pain hit my heart. I walked over to her, my voice hoarse as I asked, “Mom, why didn’t you turn on the light? Have you had dinner?” 

She shook her head slightly, looking at me and said, “Tabatha, do you think your father would be cold alone in the funeral home? Would he be scared? I’ve kept the lights on, hoping he could come back to see me, but there’s been no sign of him for a long time. He was a stubborn, heartless man. Even when he was leaving, he didn’t say goodbye to me properly.” 

The pain in my heart made it hard for me to breathe. I took a deep breath and said, “Mom, Dad was most worried about you before he left. He always reminded me to take good care of you. He was very reluctant to leave you, he just didn’t have time to say goodbye to you properly.” 

My mother held me, tears starting to fall again, “Tabatha, what did 

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your father say to you before he left? Tell mom.” 

I knew she was thinking about her father, that’s why she was like this. 

I repeated to her the words my father had said to me before he left. She hugged me, nodded slightly, and pursed her lips, saying, “He, he’s just a tough talker with a soft heart. Even at this point, he still can’t let go of us, mother and daughter. This old man, so stubborn!” 

The sound of the doorbell echoed from outside the yard, reminding me that I had asked Cory to come over with the financial documents. I got up to greet him and invited Cory into the hall. 

Cory carried in a box of documents and placed it on the coffee table. He looked at me and said, “Ms. Conner, I’ve brought over some of the financial reports from the past year for the Conner Group and Bright Media. There’s still a portion left. The finance department said it was too rushed and they couldn’t get it organized in time. They’ll deliver it once it’s ready tomorrow.” 

I nodded, looking at Cory and said, “Thank you for your trouble, Cory.” 

Cory nodded. His mother wiped away the tear stains on her face and poured Cory a cup of tea, asking him to sit down and talk. Cory took the tea, thanked her with a smile, and seeing her red eyes, he couldn’t help but say, “About the chairman’s matter, I hope you can restrain your grief and not be too sad.” 

Mother forced a smile and said no more.