Edward looked cold, cold eyes gazing at the Jocelynn family and stepped towards them.
“Mr. Poole, Mrs. Poole.”
Out of courtesy, he called out politely, then stood in front of Old Mr. Henderson and asked, “What did you call me back for?”
Edward doesn’t want to beat around the bush.
There was Vivian waiting for him at the hospital, and he didn’t want to stay here for too long.
“Something to talk about later, there are guests at home, what’s your attitude.”
Old Mr. Henderson reprimanded Edward in total disregard of the Poole family’s presence.
And Edward’s father sat silent on the sidelines.
Edward was used to this. In Edward’s memory, his father really did not do anything for him.
“Young master, your tea.”
The maid walked up, handed Edward a cup of tea, and turned to leave.
Edward’s face was grim, leaning on the sofa without speaking.
Mr. Poole glanced at Yao’s mother, and then looked at Edward and said, “Edward, we know all about your child. It’s a pity that such a small child is gone. Have you caught the murderer behind the scene?”
“It’s still under investigation.”
Edward’s reluctance to marry Jocelynn doesn’t mean he loathes the Poole family.
On the contrary, the Poole family was very nice to him.
“, how can you be so vicious, just a swaddled baby ah.”
Yao’s mother lamented, couldn’t help but redden her eyes, her heart ached for that still small child.
Jocelynn got up, walked to Edward’s side and sat down, inclined her head and asked, “Which hospital is Vivian in now? I want to go see her.”
Jocelynn genuinely feels for Vivian and likes Vivian a lot.
She just never knew which hospital Vivian was staying in, otherwise she would have really gone to visit Vivian.
“See, it’s Jocelynn the girl who is kind.”
Old Mr. Henderson tilted his head with a smile and looked at Jocelynn with a very doting look.
That look Edward had hardly ever felt on the side of Old Mr. Henderson.
With just one glance, Edward’s heart sank and an indescribable feeling came over him.
“No need.”
Edward kept a cold expression, unable to raise any hint of interest in anyone sitting in the living room.
“Edward, what are you talking about. jocelynn girl wants to see Vivian, it is her Vivian’s blessing, you still don’t know what’s good for you!”
Old Mr. Henderson was a little fired up.
The sharp eyes stared straight at Edward, as if to say that he did not know how to do things.
“Gee, Grandpa Henderson, don’t say that about Edward, I didn’t ask his permission.”
Originally Jocelynn had a great liking and respect for Old Mr. Henderson, but since the last time she learned that Old Mr. Henderson had kidnapped Vivian, she was somewhat repulsed.
Even if she knew Old Mr. Henderson was doing it for her own good, she couldn’t accept it in her heart.
It is not good to be upright and lift your eyes to conspiracy and trickery.
“Jocelynn, you …”
“Oy vey vey, Grandpa Henderson is not talking to you anymore. It’s getting late, I’m going home.” Jocelynn waved her hand, pretending to look impatient, and then said to her mom and dad, “Dad and mom, let’s go home.”
“Back to what? I have an appointment with your parents tomorrow to go to the Fragrant Hill Temple together, so you will rest here today.”
Just after Jocelynn’s words, Old Mr. Henderson spoke up.
“Huh? Not going back?”
Jocelynn puzzled to look at his parents.
“Well, yeah. Had an appointment with Old Mr. Henderson yesterday.”
Mr. Poole nodded his head in response.
“It’s getting late, Dangelo, you arrange for the two little Yao’s and Jocelynn’s girl to rest.”
Old Mr. Henderson waved at the butler uncle and ordered.
“Yes, Master.”
Dangelo nodded and made an inviting gesture, “Mr. Yao, Mrs. Poole, Miss Poole, come up with me, your guest room is already arranged.”
“Old Mr. Henderson, then we’ll go up and rest first.”
“Grandpa Henderson, bye.”
The family said hello to Old Mr. Henderson and walked with the butler Dangelo to a side elevator and got into the elevator to go upstairs.
In a moment, Old Mr. Henderson and Edward were the only two people left in the living room.
Edward went straight to the point, “Is there something else hidden about my mother’s death?”
Just now the phone call said that he would tell him about his mother and Edward chose to come back. If not, how could he come back to the old house so late at night?
Old Mr. Henderson glanced at Edward, pretended to be idle, picked up the cup of tea at the table and took a sip.
A breezy attitude, no rush at all.
On the contrary but lined Edward nature is a little anxious, he said in a deep voice: “If you do not want to talk, then I will go back first.”
In his heart, he worried about Vivian’s current situation.
The doctor said she was mentally stimulated and alone in the hospital, so how could he feel at ease?
Although someone was arranged to guard outside the ward, I was still relieved.
“What’s the hurry? Have some tea with me.”
Old Mr. Henderson took a sip of tea from his European-style white porcelain cup with flowers, “Authentic Mao Jian before Qingming, slightly bitter in the mouth and sweet in the aftertaste, tastes good. You try it.”
Edward was silent for a few seconds, picked up the tea in front of him and took a big sip, “It tastes good.”
Very perfunctory attitude, just say that the taste is good, that look as if one more word is felt to waste time.
“Just stay home tonight and get some rest, and I’ll let you know tomorrow exactly what’s going on.” Old Mr. Henderson said.
“No. Vivian is still in the hospital and I don’t feel comfortable.”
“What’s not to worry about? There are people guarding her in the hospital and she can still be lost. Can she be more important than your mother in your heart?”
Old Mr. Henderson, somewhat angrily, thumped his cup heavily on the table, and the tea swirled out of the cup.
“I will never stop you if you want to go. But from this day on, you will never know about your mother.”
The old man put down a sentence, without further ado, got up and walked straight away.
Listening to the sound of the old man’s fading footsteps, Edward’s face was as gloomy as ink, clenched into a fist and smashed heavily on the low table.
For a while, soothing the emotions, Fang picked up the phone and made a call to the bodyguard guarding Vivian, and hung up only after some instructions.
On this night, he stayed at the Henderson Family home.
He has hardly ever stayed at the Henderson Family home since he learned, and even when he does return, he leaves the home to go back to the Henderson Family that night.
The Henderson Family is where he lives with his sister Flora.
There, no one would disturb his purity.
Returning to his bedroom, he looked at it and couldn’t help but feel that for the first time in eighteen years, he was resting in the bedroom of the old the Henderson Family home.
He didn’t think too much about it, but went to the bathroom to wash up a bit.
The hot water shower, a little fresh, but when he returned to the bedroom but somehow feel hot.
At first he thought it was the air conditioning in the bedroom that raised the temperature, so he turned it off.
But although the air conditioner was turned off, he was still hot and dry.
The heat comes from within, like a fire burning in the heart, making the whole body on fire.
In a short while, his forehead permeated with fine sweat stains, causing some slight panting.
Edward, as smart as he is, keenly aware that something is wrong …