“Pop…”
The phone fell out of Paige’s hand.
So, this ‘hint wedding’ operation has not yet ended.
Paige instantly felt speechless.
“Beep…”
Suddenly, the sound of a car horn came from outside.
Paige was startled and got out of bed to look out the window. She saw Olivia running to the courtyard gate, and an elderly man with greased-back hair, looking particularly energetic, walked in, wearing a well-fitting suit and carrying an exquisite gift box.
It was Mitchell.
“Mitchell, you’re here.”
Olivia warmly greeted him.
“Yes, I came to see my great-grandson. I couldn’t wait to see him after a few days.”
Mitchell’s smile never faded once he set foot in this Rose Estate. He walked in with a gift in his hands, “How is it? Is the little one still in school?”
“Practicing his calligraphy,” Olivia said.
Paige lowered the curtain and let out a helpless sigh. She never expected that the first person to be sent out by the family team would be Mitchell.
She didn’t stay limp anymore either, and walked quickly downstairs.
Once downstairs, Paige saw Mitchell sitting on the sofa, with a pair of reading glasses perched on his nose. He was holding Gabriel’s dog-style calligraphy and studying it carefully, his mouth opening and closing.
Gabriel stood obediently nearby, eating a grape in his hand. He looked up at the old man when he saw this, then asked earnestly with a serious face, “Grandpa, do you really not know how to praise me?”
“…”
Mitchell’s expression obviously choked up a bit, and after looking at the words on the paper for a while, he finally patted Gabriel on the head, “No, Gabriel is already very good. When your grandmother was your age…”
“What?”
Gabriel looked at him expectantly, his little mouth full of grape juice.
Mitchell paused, and really couldn’t tell the lie, “She already knew how to write the and the.”
Not a bunch of worms crawling all over the tianzi grid.
“…”
Gabriel puffed up his cheeks, looking unashamed.
“That’s good. Not comparing yourself to others is a good quality.”
Mitchell smiled.
Seeing that Mitchell was too embarrassed, Paige walked up to him and respectfully bowed her head, ‘You’re here.’
“I came to see Gabriel.” Mitchell nodded and looked inside, ‘Where’s Enrico?’
“In the study. I’ll go get him.” Paige had no choice but to go up and get Enrico to come down.
Mitchell sat there, looking at Enrico and then at her, “Paige, I’d like some grapes too.”
A clear attempt to distract her.
“I’ll wash them,”
Paige said, heading towards the kitchen.
Enrico sat down on the single sofa nearby and glanced at Mitchell indifferently, “You’re not paralyzed, are you? You can wash them yourself, can’t you?”
“Paige is smart, she knows I want to talk to you,”
Mitchell smiled.
Enrico could certainly tell, so he didn’t stop Paige from leaving. “What do you want to say?”
“Come, Gabriel, go play with the presents over there.”
Mitchell handed Gabriel the presents next to him.
No child doesn’t like presents. Gabriel immediately hugged the present and squatted down to happily open it.
Mitchell let out a low sigh, his eyes looking at Enrico with a heavy gaze, “I want to go see your mother and sister.”
On hearing this, Enrico’s face grew grave.
“I’ve been avoiding it for so long since coming to The Capital, I… don’t know how to face your mother.”
Mitchell lowered his eyes and spoke with a heavy tone, “Back then, when AS schizophrenia gene was incurable and your mother was determined to leave, I spoke in front of the ancestral hall, saying that she was no longer my daughter. I did the same thing. Now that I see you and Paige, I realize how wrong I was.”
“…”
Enrico listened without saying a word.
“At that time, your mother needed me the most. If she had family members by her side, she wouldn’t have been bullied so badly by that bad guy Jeremy.”
Mitchell said, his eyes reddened.
He pinched his eyebrows together, his voice a little shaky.
This was the first time Mitchell had talked about his feelings with Enrico since he arrived in The Capital.
At the entrance to the restaurant, Paige stood behind the door, listening quietly. In fact, Mitchell could not be blamed for what happened back then. It was Annie’s own choice.
Mitchell didn’t hate Annie, but he was afraid that she would get hurt if she went out, so he wanted to force his daughter to come back in this way.
But Annie was too determined, and she had to continue on the path she had chosen.
“…”
Enrico listened with a calm expression.
“I should go to your mother’s grave to repent,”
Mitchell let out a bitter smile, “In the beginning, she also tried to send letters home, but I never read them until one day I opened them and realized that she was begging for my forgiveness in every letter. There was even one in which she hoped that I would attend her wedding. She looked forward to it so much…”
“…”
Paige behind the door blinked, taken by surprise by the sudden focus.
“In the letter, she said that she knew the wedding would receive very little blessing and there would not be many guests, but she hoped to receive my blessing because it was the only wedding in her life and she valued it…”
Mitchell’s voice was a little hoarse. The elderly man, who had always been in good spirits, handed Enrico a yellowed piece of paper from his pocket with some trembling hands.
It turned out that there really was such a letter.
Paige was stunned.
Enrico glanced at him, reached out and took it, and looked down at each line of the letter.
“A wedding is so important to a woman. I should have let her hold my arm as we walked her down the aisle, completing the most beautiful sense of ritual in her life, but… I didn’t even read the letter.”
Mitchell’s voice was hoarse, “I want to go see your mother and tell her that I read the letters.”
“…”
Enrico looked at the letter in his hands for a long time. He folded the letter back to its original shape, leaned forward, and pressed it on the coffee table. ‘When are you going? I’ll send someone to escort you.’
Hearing this, Mitchell looked at him with relief. ‘I thought that since I haven’t spoken much to you since I came to The Capital, it was because your mother didn’t forgive me.’
“She’s been begging you for forgiveness, so what’s there to talk about?”
Enrico glanced at the letter on the coffee table.
He didn’t hold a grudge against the Davis family, and he wouldn’t blame the Davis family for what had happened to him. It was Jeremy who was to blame.
“You’re just like Annie, you have a generous heart.”
Mitchell smiled, took a sip from the steaming cup in front of him, and said with deep meaning, “By the way, when you and Paige get married in the future, remember to give her a grand wedding. Girls pay more attention to ceremonies.”
“…”
Paige, who was standing behind the door, almost choked on her words.
Grandpa, the way you switch between grief and duty is just too smooth.
If she didn’t know the truth, she would have thought that he was just emotional and mentioning it casually as an elder.