The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1356

Upon seeing the situation, Neera lightly pursed her lips.

She still had reservations in her heart, and at that moment, she didn't want to take the initiative to persuade anything. After all, what could happen would still happen.

Surgery carried risks, and she couldn't guarantee anything with confidence.

Even though she remained calm, she was not a cold-hearted person.

Knowing that she could get help from others to do something she didn't want to do, she tilted her head to glance at the triplets.

The triplets quickly understood and gathered around.

Penny pulled out a small handkerchief she always carried with her, and in a soft, childlike voice, she said, “Grandma, let me wipe your tears. Don't cry anymore.”

Sammy gently placed his small hand on hers, gripping it awkwardly. “Grandpa will be fine. Don't worry.”

Harvey stood a little further back than Sammy and Penny.

Clearly, he had not yet forgiven Wrenn for the harm she once caused to their mother.

However, deep down in his heart, he yearned to be close to his grandparents, which left him feeling somewhat torn and conflicted for a while.

But in the end, he was still worried about those two elders. Seeing Wrenn so helpless, he also felt uncomfortable. He hesitated for a moment, his lips moving slightly. “Grandpa has always been blessed with luck. He won't be defeated by these difficulties. He can pull through, and y-you must also stay strong.”

Wrenn looked at the triplets, feeling both surprised and touched, her emotions incredibly complex.

Prior to that, the triplets voluntarily stayed behind to keep her company, and indeed, she felt a bit comforted.

However, they didn't approach her, nor did they say anything. They just stood quietly by the side.

On each little face, there was an expression of alienation.

In response, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, yet she understood their willingness to stay with her was already quite an achievement.

After hearing those words, Wrenn ended up crying even harder. Her emotions were complex and tumultuous, filling her heart to the brim with shame, guilt, and relief.

She took Penny's handkerchief and uttered cautiously, “I understand. I'll pull myself together.”

Penny's eyes sparkled. “That's more like it. Grandpa surely wouldn't want to see you so dispirited. Haven't you eaten yet?”

Wrenn really wanted to hug her, or even just hold her little hand, or touch her small face would be nice.

But fearing that it might upset the triplets, she had no choice but to hold it in, managing only a bitter smile. “Yes. I don't have much of an appetite.”

At this point, Sammy chimed in, “That won't do. If you keep skipping meals, you'll starve yourself sick. Grandpa is still in bed, ill. You can't afford to fall ill, too. Otherwise, Daddy will be upset.”

Right then, Harvey paused in contemplation, then turned to look at Jean. “Daddy, could we ask Mr. Assistant to bring some food over? We can't go in to see Grandpa right now, so let's just have dinner with Grandma. You and Mommy must still have things to take care of, right?”

He was very understanding, aware that the best thing he could do at that moment was to keep company. So, he willingly took on the responsibility of taking care of Wrenn.

Jean naturally had no objections, and as for Neera, she also felt that the arrangement was more appropriate.

Hence, Neera gave them a few instructions, then left them there for the time being, as she and Jean decided to depart temporarily.

Before she left, Wrenn suddenly called out to her.

Neera turned around, her expression cool. “Is there something you need?”

Wrenn came over, glanced at Jean, and hesitated. “Jean, could you let me have a word with Neera alone?”

Jean fell silent for a moment before walking away.

Neera was alone with Wrenn, watching her as Wrenn seemed to want to speak but hesitated. Neera then uttered indifferently, “If you have something to say, just say it.”

Wrenn rubbed her hands together in front of Neera, her voice a bit bitter as she began speaking.

“I never thought you would return. I'm truly grateful and happy to see you here,” Wrenn said.

Neera remained indifferent. “You've said this before.”

Wrenn looked somewhat embarrassed, her reddened eyes filled with shame. “I know you may not want to forgive me yet, and I realize how poorly I've treated you in the past. But you've put aside our differences, let the children acknowledge me as their grandmother, and even brought them back yourself. I'm so grateful. I don't know what to say. Actually...”

She seemed to struggle with her words, speaking in disjointed sentences, followed by a bitter smile.

“I just wanted to apologize to you in person, to express my regret for the foolish things I've done in the past, for the mistakes I've made. I sincerely apologize to you,” said Wrenn.

In Neera's spotless gaze, there was no discernible emotion. “Madam Beauvort, there are certain things that an apology cannot resolve, cannot simply be written off. One must always pay the price for their mistakes.”

Wrenn kept nodding, her face full of regret. “I know that when Jean had that accident, it was already a punishment for me. If it weren't for you, I would never be able to forgive myself in this lifetime. I would hate myself to death. I was foolish before. I was wrong to trust others, and I was too arrogant, which led to a big mistake, causing you and Jean to suffer so much. I really shouldn't have...”

As she spoke, tears once again fell from her eyes.

But she quickly wiped them away as if she felt it was wrong for her to shed tears. “I know I have no right to cry in front of you. I understand that the hardships you've endured because of me can't be compensated by a mere apology. These past few days, I've been thinking that perhaps Frederic's accident is the greatest punishment for me. I despise myself. If he doesn't recover this time, I'm ready to join him. But if heaven is still willing to look after me, willing to give me a chance to make him better, I'm ready to pay any price...”