'I only glanced at him out of curiosity, and he seemed terrified. Could it be that the person who beat him up isn't his dad but someone from school?' The speculation flashed through her mind, and her expression changed. 'Tristan was beaten up near the abandoned flower bed near the cafeteria back then. Could school violence be happening again?'As the car drove on, Cherry's mind raced, and the more she thought, the more worried she became. She shook her head vigorously, hoping to shake off all the nonsensical thoughts out of her mind. 'Hmph! My friendship with Tristan has already crumbled. Even if he encounters school violence again, it has nothing to do with me.'But why would I feel so uneasy?'The driver had gotten accustomed to her constant chatter, so the silence during the drive felt unusual. It was not until he stopped the car that he reminded the little girl behind, "Ms. Cherry, we've arrived home.""Oh, thank you, Mr. Larry." Cherry blushed for a moment but quickly recovere

Throughout the meal, Cherry regretted speaking up. 'Who cares if Tristan gets bullied or not? Why do I have to get myself involved? Now, I've gotten myself tangled in this mess.'Jeff did not move his silverware the entire time. After everyone finished eating, he stood up with the help of his cane. "Mrs. Carrie, don't clean up just yet. Come take a walk with me in the park.""Alright," Mrs. Carrie said, quickly putting the dishes into the sink. She then dried her hands, removed her apron, and supported Jeff out.Matthew still felt uneasy. Although Jeff's posture was no longer as upright as before, he was still a tall and large man. If something were to happen, Mrs. Carrie, being elderly too, would not be of much help."Dad, how about I go with you? I ate quite a bit tonight too," he suggested."You want to come with me? Do you think I've grown too dumb?" Jeff raised his voice slightly, causing everyone's expressions to change.Even Melissa, who had been unusually quiet today, loo

"Keep it from me? Do they really think I've lost my wits?" Jeff jabbed his cane into the ground, but what infuriated him more was himself. Of all the illnesses he could have, it had to be this one! Now even his grandchildren had to lie to him, pretending everything was normal and hiding their discomfort."Mr. Carlson, please don't be like this." Dr. Zegler, worried about Jeff's blood pressure, tried to calm him down.Jeff took a deep breath, slowing his rapid breathing. "There's no need to comfort me. It's just dementia. I've lived a long life and weathered many storms. It's just an illness. It's no big deal."Over the past few days, he had gradually come to terms with this shocking reality. He only wanted to confirm and understand his condition better."It's great that you think that way." Seeing Jeff's optimism, Dr. Zegler was at a loss for words. Everyone's life began as a blank slate, and perhaps leaving with one was not the worst fate."Now tell me, how advanced is my conditi

The Bentley slowly pulled up to the company building. Sophie unbuckled her seatbelt, ready to leave without a second's delay, but the sound of the door locking startled her."What are you doing?" she asked, turning her head. Her delicate eyebrows creased as she stared at Cedric with a wary gaze.He gave a wry, self-mocking smile. His voice sounded seductive but could not hide the underlying annoyance as he explained, "Back when we were in school, every time other boys gathered around you, I wanted to beat them to death."Hearing this, Sophie was speechless.He continued. "But my pride wouldn't let me act on it or even show any sign of caring. Even more foolishly, I surrounded myself with more girls to prove my indifference."Thinking back, he realized just how childish he had been. If only he had told her sooner how much he minded other boys surrounding her, maybe things would have turned out very differently.Sophie was taken aback. 'He actually cared about the boys?'"I've bee

Mrs. Carrie was stunned for a split second.'It's been nine years since they got married. Since when did we have a Château Lafite? Has he forgotten it?'"Sir..." Mrs. Carrie responded bewilderedly.Both Sophie and Cedric's expressions turned grim. 'After the incident with the raspberries, Grandpa is starting to forget things again. This time, it's the passage of time.'Seeing that she was confused, Jeff instructed again, "Why are you just standing there? Go get it. Matthew, you'll have a drink with me later.""Of course. Mrs. Carrie, hurry up and go get the wine," Matthew said, signaling her to move.Although Mrs. Carrie did not quite understand, she hurried to the cabinet and found a bottle of Château Lafite inside. Relieved, she brought it back and poured a glass for Jeff and Matthew.Sophie could only suppress her emotions. Looking worried, she reminded him, "Grandpa, you should drink less.""Don't worry, I'm still strong. I plan to live until 90 at least so I can watch you