Angie and Michelle cried copiously as if no one else was around.
While the old lady shed tears for her poor daughter, Belinda, who couldn't be with them anymore, the
young woman was touched to learn that her grandmother still loved and cared about her.
As they watched the scene, Claire and Julie, Angie's maid, were also moved.
It took them some time to pull themselves together and help the old lady and Michelle sit down.
"My poor girl, you must hate me, right?"
Angie remembered that back when Michelle tried to visit her, David refused to let the girl see her and
even drove her away.
The old lady couldn't help but regret this every time she thought about it.
She wondered if things would have turned out in a better way if she had been more determined at the
time.
Perhaps they would have been reunited long ago.
With tears rolling down her cheeks, Michelle shook her head.
"No, Grandma.I've never blamed you for anything.I've always missed you.I'm sorry.I'm so sorry that I
didn't come to meet you before.Please, forgive me."
"No, you're my sweetheart, and you have nothing to apologize for.It's all your grandfather's fault!"
Angie accused, glaring at the study upstairs.
She believed that David must have heard Michelle's voice and realized that she was there but kept
hiding in the study, refusing to come out.
"Well, mom, let bygones be bygones.You should be happy that Chelle's here now.Don't you always say
that she looks more and more like Belinda as she grows?" Claire asked, pulling Michelle into her arms.
"Oh, Chelle, your grandparents never stopped loving you.They often ask me to send them your photos
and keep them update on what's going on in your life.I've never hidden from them that living with the
Greenwoods hasn't been easy for you.They even encouraged me to ask you to live here, but you, your
stubborn girl, are the one who insists on staying with those people," her aunt concluded with a sigh.
Holding her grandma's hand, Michelle was so touched that she didn't know what to say.
She looked at the wrinkles covering Angie's face and felt even more heartbroken.She thought, 'It's
impossible for a parent not to love their children.My grandparents must have loved my mother greatly,
otherwise, they wouldn't have held such a grudge.' "Chelle, my dear, stay here for a few more days to
make me company.I miss you so much."
Angie was born in a scholar-gentry family.
Although she wasn't young anymore, she was still quite elegant.
In her youth, she was certainly a very beautiful woman, but with age, she became even more attractive.
Turning to Julie, she said, "I feel like I've wasted the past ten years of my life.I'm not getting any
younger and only had the chance to see my granddaughter again now.Tell me, do you think I still have
time left to enjoy my granddaughter's company, or am I too old?"
Tears streamed down Julie's cheeks.She had been with Angie since the latter got married.
For decades, the servant never left the woman's side, not even to find herself a husband and start a
family.
Instead, Julie watched Angie's children grow and loved them as if they were her own.
Therefore, after Belinda's tragic accident, Julie was heartbroken, especially for her mistress.Now that
Michelle was present, how could she help her tears?
"Mrs.Mills, please don't say such a thing.You're going to make Chelle cry again.My heart breaks when
I see her crying."
Julie had witnessed Michelle's birth.She even hugged her when she was a little baby.
She knew that Angie had been so worried about her granddaughter that she hadn't had a good night's
sleep in the past ten years.
Now that the two were reunited, they should celebrate.
"Yes, you're right, Julie.Mom, please, don't cry, or Chelle will too.She has just wiped her tears, and I'm
sure that you don't want to see them coming back, right?"
Claire was in her forties, but her face still looked very youthful.There were no wrinkles in the corners of
her eyes when she smiled.
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