Dear Sweetheart Chapter 300
Chapter 300 Name
Ringo dialed the hotel’s front desk using the internal line and asked them to send someone up to clean
the room. Then, he ordered dinner as well. Meanwhile, Jefferson tore open the envelope and took out
the few pieces of paper inside.
A photo dropped out as he had made toorge of an opening when ripping the envelope.
Jefferson picked up the picture and took a nce. The photo featured a gorgeous Aplothian woman
with pursed lips and a faint smile. Her arms seemed to be linked with another person’s, but the other
half of the photo was cut out.
He casually ced the picture on the table afterward and began browsing through the papers’ content.
After he read for a few seconds, his breathing turnedborious, and his expression changed. He rapidly
turned to the second page. Then, he seemed to have interpreted some information on the piece of
paper because his pupils suddenly constricted, and his hands started to tremble.
After finishing the third page, his hands stopped shaking. A conflicted expression spread across his
face as he fixated his blue, dull-looking eyes on the paper.
Cough! Cough! He began coughing violently after staying silent for a few seconds and even spewed a
mouthful of blood.
“Sir!” Hearing the disturbance, Ringo hurried over and saw Jefferson coughing up blood profusely. He
immediately went to the bedroom and took out the medication from the medicine pouch he had brought
along.
He quickly removed two pills and poured a ss of warm water before handing them to Jefferson.
“Take them away. I don’t want to eat the medication!” Jefferson abruptly bellowed and waved his hand
roughly, swatting the medicine and ss of water to the floor.
His outburst frightened Ringo.
Ringo picked up the pills and poured another ss of water for Jefferson before uttering through gritted
teeth, “Sir, you said you wanted to gift Ms. Gand the present. You won’t live past three months if you
don’t take your medications.”
Perhaps the mention of Rayna’s name struck the soft spot in Jefferson’s heart. He nced up at Ringo,
epted the ss of water, and swallowed the pills.
Ringo unintentionally saw the photo on the table. That’s a beautiful woman. I think I’ve seen her
somewhere before, but I can’t remember where.
Then, his gaze shifted to the papers in Jefferson’s hands. He guessed thetter must’ve lost control of
his emotions because of that letter.
Ringo wanted to inquire about the letter and was contemting how he should ask the question when
Jefferson, eyes boring into the picture on the table, piped up in a deep voice, “Ringo, do you know who
that woman is?”
Ringo shook his head. “I don’t know. She’s quite pretty.”
“She’s my mother.”
“What?” Ringo was astounded. Then, he took another few looks at the picture.
Only then did he recall seeing the oil painting of a woman hanging on the right wall when he first
entered Boniel’s study. The woman in the painting wore a wedding dress, but her facial features were
identical to the woman in the photo.
Ringo had fallen into a daze, watching the painting at that time. Boniel smiled gently as he asked, “That
is Calbert’s mother. She’s lovely, isn’t she?”
As it turned out, she was Jefferson’s mother.
“That’s right.” Jefferson shed a hollow grin and muttered, “No wonder he assigned Dorothy to stay by
my side. He already knew about this from the beginning.”
Confused, Ringo asked, “Sir, what do you mean?”
Instead of answering, Jefferson picked up the envelope and examined it before removing another
photo. After ncing at the picture andughing bitterly, he tossed the photo at Ringo.
Ringo caught the picture and was dumbfounded when he saw the woman on it.
“Isn’t this Dorothy’s mother?” As he spoke, he looked up at Jefferson and noticed thetter’s grimace.
“Why did Old Mr. Ternc send you pictures like these?”
“It wasn’t my father who sent these.” Jefferson’s voice was almost inaudible.
The few pieces of paper slipped out of his hands onto the carpet as Jefferson, lying on the couch,
ckened his grip. Ringo stooped to pick up the letter.
As he flipped through the pages, Ringo’s countenance evolved from an initial look of perplexity to an
incredulous expression. He reread the three pieces of paper ten times with shock churning within his
chest.
“So, Old Mrs. Ternc escaped from the great fire and fell unconscious on the roadside. She was then
rescued by someone but lost her memories. Subsequently, Keh Verlice brought her to Jetroina,
married her, and they gave birth to a child. Dorothy is actually your younger sister from a different
father…”
“That brother of mine is indeed formidable.” Jefferson stared at the chandelier hanging on the ceiling
while uttering emotionlessly, “He must’ve been looking forward to how I would feel after I became
aware of this matter.”
Ringo persuaded Jefferson solemnly, “Sir, Mr. Cyrus intends to bring you down using this matter. You
mustn’t fall into his trap. Dorothy being your little sister doesn’t change a thing.”
Jefferson smiled. “She cares only about my brother and is willing to die for him. There’s no need for me
to pity her since she has already lost her soul.”
“If you’re going to do this because of Old Mrs. Ternc, that’s a bigger no-no.” Ringo could guess what
Jefferson was thinking since he had read the letter. He said anxiously, “Mr. Cyrus deeply resents you
and Old Mrs. Ternc because of the incident involving his mother, Yvette, ending her own life. He said
he had requested the doctor to remove the blood clot in Old Mrs. Ternc’s brain to allow her to
recover her memories. In that case, he must’ve also told her all these things. He’s clearly trying to take
revenge on you and Old Mrs. Ternc.”
Ringo paused briefly before persuading, “Sir, don’t heed his words to meet with Old Mrs. Ternc at
Norwal City. Cyrus must have already set up an ambush there. You’ll be walking right into his trap if you
go there.”
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Jefferson replied, “Ringo, she’s my mother. I’ve never met her since I was born. Everything I know
about her was made known to me by my father.”
He shut his eyes and reminisced on the letters written by his mother and her heart-warming words.
“Even if her appearance has changed, her gaze must still be as gentle as ever. I reckon she’ll be
delighted if she can see how much I’ve grown.”
“Sir—”
Jefferson interjected, “We’ll proceed ording to his wish. I’ll give up the Ternc family’s right of
inheritance if he allows me to meet with my mother. Go and prepare the electronic contract.”
Ringo gnashed his teeth. “Sir, Old Mrs. Ternc passed away twenty-plus years ago. Can’t you
continue to assume she’s no longer with us? If you give up the Ternc family’s inheritance, what
about Ms. Gand? What will you do about your n?”
While wearing a tender look on his face, Jefferson uttered, “The Ternc family isn’t all that I have.
Besides, I’ve already prepared Belle’s gift. Seek out Mr. Will by that time, and he’ll tell you what to do.”
“Have you really decided to meet with Old Mrs. Ternc, Sir?”
“Yes. I’ve made up my mind.”
Ringo knew he couldn’t change Jefferson’s mind anymore, so he let out a sigh and went to prepare the
agreement.
Jefferson picked up the two pictures andpared them side by side.
The two women featured in the photos had different appearances, but their eyes shone with simr
gentleness. He brushed his fingertips across the first picture as anticipation filled his heart.
He had lived in regrets for more than twenty years because he hadn’t had his mother’spanionship
since he was born. Now that he knew she was still alive, Jefferson was determined to meet with her
regardless of the price he had to pay.
Besides that, he also wanted to introduce Rayna to his mother and inform thetter that Rayna was the
love of his life.
Rayna’s advent had brought a ray of hopeful light into his dim and dreadful life.
Not long after, Ringo brought the tablet over and handed it to Jefferson. While doing so, Ringo
identally touched the picture on the table, causing the photo to fall to the carpet andnd face down.
Jefferson reached for the picture, and only then did he realize there was a short sentence written on
the back of the photo: My beloved wife, Xandra Quaker.
“So, this is my mother’s Chanaean name?” Jefferson murmured.
“That’s right. I’ve heard Old Mr. Ternc mention it before, but all the manor’s housekeepers usually
addressed her as Old Mrs. Ternc. After she lost her memories and married Keh at Jetroina, she
adopted his family name and changed her name to Sandy Verlice.”
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