After a while, Philip left this place and headed to Cynthia’s residence. He walked into the room and saw Cynthia lying on the bed, recovering.
“Why are you here?” Cynthia was full of joy when she saw Philip walking in and wanted to get down from the bed.
Philip stepped forward, pressed Cynthia’s hand, and said, “Lie down. I’m just here to see you. How are you doing?”
Cynthia nodded shyly and said, “I’m fine…”
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Cynthia suddenly asked, “Philip, I really don’t have to marry into the Berry family, right?”
Philip nodded and said seriously, “No, if you’re unwilling to, no one can force you, including Silva Larson!”
Hearing this, Cynthia’s eyes welled with tears as she said with a nod, “Thank you, Philip. Thanks for giving me a ray of hope in my times of desperation. I…”
Philip smiled and said, “That’s enough. There’s no need for thanks between us. You have to call me Uncle, so it’s just an uncle helping his niece.”
Hearing this tease about their seniority, Cynthia punched Philip a couple of times and said, “You always take advantage of me! How dreadful!”
Philip laughed. He scratched his head and asked, “By the way, do you know that Grandpa is sick?”
Hearing this question, Cynthia’s eyes immediately darkened as she said with a nod, “I do. My great-grandfather started losing his memory several years ago. The doctor said it was Alzheimer’s disease.”
Speaking of this, both of them looked sad. However, Cynthia suddenly said, “However, I can’t help but find it strange. Great-grandfather had always been in good health with no signs of this disease. During the year when Uncle Silva took over as the family head, Great-grandfather suddenly fell sick. After that, they put him in that yard. When his memory was clear, he would sometimes ask me to accompany him.”
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