Dear Sweetheart Chapter 338
Chapter 338 This Is No Time For Jokes
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Unable to hold her emotions back any longer, Sandy wailed as she buried her face in Alfred’s
shoulders. Even the butler felt for her.
With his heart going out to her, Alfred patted her on the back to providefort.
Once Sandy had cried enough, Alfred invited her into the house and asked in a concerned tone,
“Xandra, where have you been over thest twenty years? How did all this happen?”
Wiping her tears away, she exined softly, “Back then, I attended a dinner with Sylvester rted to an
investment project. During that dinner, I ran into Boniel Ternc…”
Alfred’s brows furrowed, “The Ternc family from Yartran?”
Sandy nodded.
She proceeded to rte everything that happened to Alfred, including her reason foring to Norwal
City. After the blood clot in her brain was removed, she regained her memories and saw Curtis a few
times in secret.
Trembling in rage, Alfred mmed his cup on the table. “What they’ve done is too much! If I had
investigated further and found out that the Ternc family was behind this, I would have gone all out
against them!”
Pieces of the shattered cup subsequently fell onto the ground.
Worried that Alfred’s emotions would affect his health, Sandy hurried over to calm him down. “Dad,
that’s all in the past now. You have to watch your health.”
The teary-eyed Alfred looked at her intently. “Xandra, I failed you. If only I had… All I did was engross
myself with Curtis and Faymon Group…”
Sandy shook her head. “Don’t say that, Dad. I know you had no choice back then. Even if you
continued the investigations, you would only learn of my death, which would end the search for me.”
Holding her hand, Alfred let out a sigh.
Not wanting Alfred to worry, Sandy changed the topic. “Dad, where’s Sylvester?”
“He…” Alfred threw her a hesitant nce, unable to bring himself to tell her.
As she felt her heart tighten, Sandy probed, “Did Boniel harm him?”
With a pained look on his face, Alfred exined, “He gave me a call, asking me to see him. By the time
I arrived, he had put a gun into his mouth and shot himself, in front of Curtis no less.”
Sandy’s eyes widened, thinking that Alfred was joking.
“He might have known about your kidnap by Boniel. Helpless to save you, he was probably
overwhelmed by despair.” An excruciating pain gripped his heart while speaking.
“No… No…” Sandy mumbled to herself, unable to believe her ears. “Boniel promised me that he
wouldn’t harm Sylvester. How could he be dead? It can’t be…”
As her reaction broke Alfred’s heart, he couldn’t help but add, “Xandra, that was what happened. I
couldn’t bring myself to lie to you. Curtis was present when his father killed himself and was
traumatized by the scene. In my fear that something untoward would happen to him, I had him
hypnotized to forget the incident. Fortunately, he grew up to be an outstanding young man just like his
father.”
Overwhelmed by grief, Sandy wept with her face buried in her hands, tears flowing through the gaps of
her fingers.
She had thought that all her sacrifices would allow her husband and son to live a good life.
Unfortunately, she was devastated by the cold hard truth upon regaining her memories.
“How could he leave me behind…” Sandy bawled in despair. “What’s the point of all my suffering then?
I might as well die alongside him!”
“Stop with this foolish thought, Xandra,” Alfredforted her. “Back when I thought all of you were
dead, all my hair turned grey. And now that you’re alive, you can’t believe how happy I am. Curtis, too,
will be equally ted.”
“Dad, no!” Sandy grabbed Alfred’s hand and pleaded, “Don’t tell him. He has suffered enough. Just
pretend that I’m still dead.”
“But you’re his mother…”
Shaking her head in tears, Sandy exined, “I couldn’t ask for more seeing that he has grown up into a
fine young man. I don’t want him to learn of the past, so I beg of you. Please don’t tell him.”
Alfred felt indignant on her behalf. “I’m sure he’ll understand. Are you really satisfied with just watching
him from afar?”
Sandy continued to shake her head vehemently.
Finally, Alfred decided to acquiesce to her wishes. Just as he was about to speak, the door opened
abruptly, and in walked Curtis, who was greeted by the sight of the two.
Panic gripped Sandy the moment she saw him.
Despite the grim expression that descended upon his face, Curtis took off his jacket and handed it to
the housekeeper. Entering the living room, he focused his sharp gaze on Sandy.
“Curtis, what brings you here?” Alfred greeted him with the intent of ushering him away. “You must be
hungry. I’m famished too. Let’s go have something to eat.”
“That can wait.” Standing upright, Curtis stared at Sandy as he inquired in a grim tone, “Is she your
guest?”
Alfred nodded. “That’s right. We’re done, and she’s just about to leave.”
Curtis’ brows furrowed. “In that case, why is she crying?”
“Um, it’s… it’s…” Alfred stuttered before adding, “actually, she’s a salesperson. She’s crying because I
scolded her over the outrageous requests she requested.”
Upon wiping away her tears, Sandy got up from the sofa. “Old Mr. Faymon, I’m sorry to have bothered
you.”
When she tried to leave in a hurry, Curtis grabbed her arm.
“I recognize your voice.” Curtis gave her a solemn look. “You were the one who called Rayna and told
her that you are Sandy Verlice, Jefferson’s mother.”
“You’ve made a mistake. I’m not.” Sandy forced an awkward smile while suppressing the emotion in
her voice.
Snorting in response, Curtis sneered, “The mistake isn’t mine! Why have youe to the Faymon
residence? Did Jefferson send you?”
Sandy didn’t dare reply as she tried to struggle free from Curtis’s grasp to no avail.
“Enough, Curtis, let her go,” Alfred interrupted. Deliberately ignoring the pleading look in Sandy’s eyes,
he sighed in resignation. “She’s your mother.”
The words struck Curtis like lightning.
Staring nkly at Sandy, he rified with Alfred. “Are you going to marry her?”
Alfred red at Curtis as he bellowed, “Nonsense, she’s your biological mother! Also, I’m actually your
grandfather. It’s time you change the way you address me.”
Rendered speechless, Curtis released Sandy and pinched his forehead. “Dad, this is no time for jokes.”
Curtis was in a bad mood given that his fiancée had just eloped with someone else.
“I’m not joking at all.” Wearing a grim expression, Alfred—ignoring Sandy’s protests—rted the past
to Curtis.
Sandy sobbed in a muffled tone with her hand covering her mouth.
As Curtis stood there listening, an icy expression descended upon his face, filling the room with a cold
wave of iciness and tension.
Once he finished, Alfred sighed with an expression that brimmed with guilt. “I’ve failed your father. If
only I had brought all of you home, none of this would have happened.”
Unexpectedly, Curtis replied calmly, “I’ve seen a copy of our DNA report. Both of us are not rted by
blood.”
“Upon learning that Wyatt was investigating the matter, I had the results tampered with.” Alfred
exined, “I didn’t know what to tell you if you were to see the DNA results.”
Curtis clenched his trousers all of a sudden.
Turning his attention to Sandy, he questioned her, “Is this the truth, or is this one of the schemes you
hatched with Jefferson?”
Bereft of words, Sandy managed to eke out an apology after a long pause.
“I’m sorry.”
Alfred couldn’t hold himself back from defending her. “This isn’t your mother’s fault, Curtis. Don’t me
her.”
Devoid of emotion, Curtis responded with a sullen look as he summoned Jeremy with a call, ignoring
Alfred’s words.
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