Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 614

Robert pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and a frown appeared between his brows as he stared at Heather intently; he couldn’t tell if her change was for the good or bad.

“I’ve come to realize something recently, Grandpa—the past shouldn’t affect the present,” said Heather with utmost sincerity. She had learned some valuable lessons from Myra, so she hoped that Robert could understand them as well.

“Are you talking about what happened between you and Myra?” In truth, Robert was aware of everything. Heather’s unusual behavior was probably sparked by Myra.

In actual fact, she owed some of the enlightenment to Matthias as well. Without knowing it, her lips curled upward at the thought of the man. She knew that Matthias wanted nothing more than for her to resolve the long line of conflict with Myra. The matter had become very much complicated since it involved the three of them.

“More accurately, it’s what happened between me, Myra, and Matthias.” Heather intentionally emphasized the importance of the third person.

Robert stared at Heather with a meaningful look in his eyes. “Have you fallen for that fella from the Locke Family?” Robert wasn’t too happy inside when he finally realized that she had fallen in love with Matthias. After, Matthias had stolen his precious granddaughter’s heart.

“Don’t try to change the topic, Grandpa.” Heather didn’t admit it straight away, but the way she replied sounded like an indirect confession.

Robert put on a smile which had a hint of resignation. “I don’t feel like talking about this, Heather.” Since he couldn’t avoid the subject, he thought it’d be better to admit his intention right away. Robert truly didn’t want to discuss the matter with Heather; he would feel troubled whenever it was brought up.

“I’m sure you’re wise enough to know that running away isn’t going to solve the problem, Grandpa.” Heather wasn’t willing to let Robert brush it off just like that; she wanted to make sure that he understood her point.

“I know what you’re trying to say, Heather. I’m not hanging onto the past; I just want to make up for all that the Langstons owed you.”

If things were as simple as that, Heather wouldn’t have received such special treatment from him. Was making up for her the only reason behind it? Nevertheless, Heather didn’t think the Langstons were guilty to that extent.

“You wouldn’t be living like this with such a mindset if you’ve really let go of the past, Grandpa,” Heather insisted. She believed that Robert was running away from the problem.

Since they were now stuck in an endless loop, Robert decided to lower his head and continue doing what he was doing before—he carried on scribbling on some papers. Meanwhile, Heather was still unwilling to surrender and continued to express her opinions openly.

“You don’t need to worry about me, Heather,” Robert reassured her; he wasn’t sure why Heather was so persistent to talk him out of this issue.

“There are a lot more things that I’m worried about which concern you, Grandpa.” Heather teased him half-jokingly, but she was partly serious.

“I’m worried about you as well.” Robert wasn’t planning to back down. How could he let his granddaughter worry about him? Moreover, he didn’t have the slightest interest to revisit the topic from earlier.

“Since you don’t want to talk about it, Grandpa, I’ll drop it.” Heather could tell that Robert didn’t want to delve deeper into the subject; if she insisted, he would only bring her round and round in a circle. In the end, she wouldn’t be able to get anything out of it.

Hence, she returned to her bedroom. Heather stared at the familiar arrangement of her room—home sweet home, indeed. Heather used to be reluctant to make the Langston Residence her home, but now that she had painstakingly found her sense of belonging here, she felt that she had achieved more than enough in life compared to many others.

When she was young, Heather used to be constantly unsettled due to her parents. In fact, she found herself unable to let it go even now. In truth, it was pretty funny now that she thought about it; why did she have to put the blame on two people who didn’t matter at all?

The more her parents neglected her existence, the more she was desperate to perform well. When she was little, she did it because she wanted her parents to notice her; by the time she had grown up, it was purely out of spite.

In the end, she was nothing but a pathetic clown who endlessly begged for their slightest attention. Heather had seen past all of that now, for she knew she was as good as anyone else. Even though her parents were uncaring, she had a grandfather who spoiled her to the core. Was that not enough?

Moreover, she didn’t lack love from her family and friends; although her circle was small, Myra and Leon treated her with unconditional kindness. However, she didn’t seem to appreciate them enough back then.

She even had Matthias to shower her with love right now, and Heather felt extremely blessed at this moment. Why did she have to be controlled by external factors which didn’t matter? Wasn’t it enough to have these simple blessings by her side?

Needless to say, humans were creatures of greed—they never cared about how much they owned, and they could only see what they lacked. Heather didn’t wish to become someone like that; she didn’t want to keep on hating her life, so she completely changed her perspective on things.

What will the weather be like tomorrow, I wonder? Heather’s mind wandered aimlessly on random thoughts even though the day had yet to end. Right now, she could think about whatever she wanted to as she lay on that bed of hers—she loved this feeling of being free.

Just then, a knock sounded on her door and instantly disrupted her train of thought. Once she gave the person permission to come in, the butler entered her room while Heather was already seated on the sofa by then.

“It’s time for lunch, Miss Heather.” The butler was quite happy to see Heather.

She nodded and said, “All right. I’ll head downstairs in a minute.”

The butler left after hearing her response. With that, Heather was back to her old life—simple yet pleasant. When she met Everly on the way downstairs, she even took the initiative to greet her cousin.

Meanwhile, Everly turned to Heather in surprise, not expecting the latter’s sudden kindness. There was a slight smile on Heather’s lips, and it was rare for her to be so friendly.