Dumped Then Claimed By A Billionaire (Nerissa and Owen) novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119

Nineteen years.

A full nineteen years.

Every single moment, Mrs. Sullivan wished she could see her granddaughter again.

Sometimes, she even feared she’d never lay eyes on her granddaughter again.

Until today.

And now.

She finally saw her.

No one could possibly understand the

motions swirling inside Mrs. Sullivan right now.

Tears quickly blurred her

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Even though Nerissa hadn’t responded yet, was her granddaughter.

She was Arie. There was no doubt about it.

Mrs. Sullivan could feel it in her heart-she was certain. Nerissa

That unique bond between blood relatives-there was no way it could be wrong.

Thud-

The trash bag dropped straight from Nerissa’s hand onto the floor.

“Y-You… you’re… Mrs. Sullivan?”

‘Mrs. Sullivan?’ Nerissa wondered.

Hearing this, Mrs. Sullivan sobbed, “Arie, my Arie, I’m your grandmother-your real family! Arie, I’ve been searching for you all these years. It’s been such a long, hard journey!”

Nerissa just stood there, her eyes burning with unshed tears.

‘So this is the Sullivan matriarch everyone talks about, the one who’s been through so much,’ Nerissa thought, her heart aching.

Back then, whenever Nerissa heard about the Sullivan family, she always felt sorry for Mrs. Sullivan.

Most people her age would be surrounded by family, living out their golden years in peace.

But what about Mrs. Sullivan?

Her son was left in a coma, confined to his bed.

Her daughter-in-law and granddaughter were missing, nowhere to be found.

Everyone said Mrs. Sullivan had suffered so much, and seeing her now, Nerissa could finally understand why. According to what she’d read online, Mrs. Sullivan was only sixty-two-just a year past sixty, about the same age as Hunter.

But Hunter looked so much more energetic and younger than Mrs. Sullivan.

Mrs. Sullivan couldn’t hold back anymore. Tears streamed down her face as she rushed over and pulled Nerissa into a tight embrace. “Arie, my Arie! Grandma’s finally found you!”

She held Nerissa so tightly, as if letting go for even a moment would make her Arie disappear again.

Her Arie had always seemed so far away, yet now she was right here-so far, yet so close.

So far that it had taken her nineteen years to find her.

So close that now, at last, she could hold her tight in her arms.

‘Oh heavens.

‘Is this real? Am I really not dreaming?’ Nerissa wondered, barely daring to believe it.

“Grandma!” Even Nerissa, who was always so calm and collected, couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down her face. Just like Mrs. Sullivan, she held on tight, both of them clinging to each other as if afraid to ever let

Anyone witnessing the reunion between grandmother and granddaughter would have been deeply moved.

No one could truly grasp just how emotional Mrs. Sullivan was right now.

It wasn’t just excitement she was feeling.

She was scared, too.

She was afraid this was just another dream.

After all, she’d dreamed of moments like this so many times before.

Besides…

This time, finding Arie felt almost unbelievably smooth.

Mrs. Sullivan gently cradled Nerissa’s face in her trembling hands. “Sweetheart, let Grandma take a good look at you. Let me really see your face.”

Only when she could finally see Nerissa’s face up close did Mrs. Sullivan dare to believe this was real, not just another dream.

After all, every time she dreamed of reuniting with her granddaughter, she could never see her face clearly.

And now, seeing her granddaughter up close, Mrs. Sullivan couldn’t help but notice-she was the spitting image of both her son and daughter-in-law.

Seriously, the resemblance was almost freaky.

Arie had her daughter-in-law’s exact eyes, her son’s mouth, and that tall, straight nose was all Leo. Even the tiny red mole under the corner of her right eye was in the exact same place as Leo’s.

That red mole was so small.

If you didn’t get right up close, you’d never spot it. Nerissa was already stunning, but that little red mole gave her a touch of charm that made her even more gorgeous.

Mrs. Sullivan didn’t even need a DNA test-she could tell just by looking that Nerissa was the Sullivan family’s blood, no doubt about it.

The more Mrs. Sullivan looked at Nerissa, the more she cherished her, and the happier she felt.

‘How wonderful.

Now I have a granddaughter!

A real granddaughter of my own!’

Mrs. Sullivan gripped Nerissa’s hand tight, her voice rough with emotion. “Arie, my precious girl, you’ve suffered so much all these years! My darling, you’ve been through so much hardship! Grandma’s so sorry-I should’ve found you way earlier.”

Just thinking about all the pain her granddaughter had gone through out there made Mrs. Sullivan’s heart twist with agony.

It hurt so bad.

She wished she could’ve taken all that suffering on herself instead of Nerissa.

“Grandma, please don’t say that. I’m really fine-I wasn’t the one who suffered. You’re the one who’s had it hardest. Thank you for never giving up on looking for me all these years!” Nerissa said.

Seeing how mature and caring Arie was, Mrs. Sullivan’s heart ached even more. “My sweet Arie, you’ve been through so much yourself, and you’re still worrying about your grandma.

“Arie, for nineteen years, I’ve been searching for you every single day. Every time I thought I’d find you, I came back with nothing, feeling crushed again and again. I’ve come to Aosthorne more than a dozen times, and I never would’ve guessed-not in a million years-that you were right here in Aosthorne all along…”

Nerissa nodded, carefully pulling a tissue from her pocket to wipe away Mrs. Sullivan’s tears. “I know, Grandma, I really do. You’ve worked so hard all these years. Thank you for never giving up on me.”

“It wasn’t tough for me at all,” Mrs. Sullivan shook her head, her voice soft. “What hurts is that I didn’t find sooner, Arie. I’m so sorry you had to go through all that.”

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Nerissa said gently, “Grandma, it’s freezing out here. Let’s toss this trash and head home, okay? We can talk more inside.”

“Yes, let’s go home! We’ll talk at home!” Mrs. Sullivan agreed.

On the way to throw out the trash, Mrs. Sullivan held Nerissa’s hand so tightly, as if letting go for even a second would make her disappear again.

After tossing the trash and heading back, Mrs. Sullivan asked, “Arie, is your grandpa home?”

Eliana had already sent all the details about Nerissa to Mrs. Sullivan over WhatsApp.

So, she knew Nerissa’s true background.

She also knew that Nerissa had grown up with just her grandpa by her side-the two of them always looking out for each other, all alone in the world.

“Grandpa’s home,” Nerissa said. “He knew you were coming over, so he’s just getting some tea ready for everyone.”

Mrs. Sullivan nodded. “Arie, your grandpa must be a really good man. Oh, and does he have any other relatives, or is it just you two?”

“Grandpa lost his wife years ago. He does have a son, but after my uncle took his wife’s family name, he stopped acknowledging Grandpa, so Grandpa cut ties with him too. So really, it’s just the two of us now,” Nerissa explained.

Hearing this, the tears Mrs. Sullivan had just managed to hold back welled up again. Her voice choked with emotion as she said, “You and your grandpa have been through so much all these years, my sweet Arie. It’s all

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my fault I just wasn’t capable enough. You were right here in Aosthorne, but I just couldn’t find you.

you. If it

hadn’t been for your mom’s family helping out this time, I might still be searching for you even now.”

Some things are better not to dwell on; the more she thought about it, the guilt just ate away at her.

If the Berenson family hadn’t stepped in this time, God knows when she would’ve finally found her Arie!

“Grandma, please don’t say that. It’s really not your fault, and honestly, I’ve never blamed anyone,” Nerissa said softly. Before she met the Sullivan family and the Berenson family, Nerissa always thought that, no matter how her life changed, she was destined to be abandoned-just like in her past life.

But after meeting the Sullivan family and the Berensons, she finally realized that not everyone thinks sons are more important than daughters.

Even though she was a girl, her family treated her like a treasure.

They would do whatever it took, even risk everything, just to find her.

That was something Nerissa never even dared to imagine before.

Before long, the two of them stepped inside the villa.

Hunter was busy getting the tea and snacks ready.

When he heard the door open, he turned around and saw Nerissa walking in with Mrs. Sullivan.

“Grandpa,” Nerissa said, taking the initiative to introduce Mrs. Sullivan to Hunter. “This is my grandmother from Kindowen.”

After that, Nerissa turned to Mrs. Sullivan and said, “Grandma, this is the grandfather who raised me ever since I was a child.”

Mrs. Sullivan rushed over to Hunter, her voice trembling with emotion. “Mr. Jamison, thank you-thank you for taking such good care of my Arie, for raising her to be so wonderful and thoughtful!”

By the end, Mrs. Sullivan couldn’t hold back anymore-she dropped to her knees right in front of Hunter, overcome with gratitude.

Mrs. Sullivan had once made a solemn vow to the heavens.

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If anyone could save Arie and raise her into adulthood, she would get down on her knees and thank them herself.

Mrs. Sullivan knelt down so quickly that before Hunter could even react, she was already on her knees.

Hunter was flustered, rushing to help her up. “Please, stand up! You really don’t need to do this-I can’t possibly accept such respect!”

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