When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 187: Grandma Is Unhappy Again

Adrian Lancaster said, "Grandpa definitely hopes my dad can get better, it’s just... this hope is fading, and he’s gradually accepting this fact, right?"

"I think your mom has serious psychological issues," Faye Turner gave her opinion, "A person with a healthy personality couldn’t be this pathological."

These words made a trace of thought flash in Adrian Lancaster’s dark eyes. Pathological?

"Your dad is sick, and your mom is sick too." Faye Turner hit the nail on the head, "It’s just that one’s physical and the other’s psychological."

This issue, Adrian Lancaster had never considered before, but at this moment he felt she had a point.

Because, as his mother didn’t care for him, his focus had always been on how to make her care.

So since he was young, he studied exceptionally hard, he always ranked first in his school, he rode horses and practiced archery, skated and skied, developing fully in all aspects...

No matter how hard he tried, his mother just couldn’t see his excellence, he always thought he wasn’t good enough.

So... is his mother sick?

Adrian Lancaster felt a bit dazed, an indistinct sense of pain in his heart spreading.

Faye Turner observed his expression and felt his internal change too, "You should rest early, if possible, I’d like to meet your father." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Adrian Lancaster looked at her, not knowing why, but he trusted her level of expertise; it was an inexplicable sense of trust.

After she went to bed, she habitually lay on the right side.

And Adrian Lancaster, with dried hair and no sign of sleepiness, took a book and went to the sofa chair behind the screen.

She could vaguely see his silhouette and hear the sound of pages turning, yet she sensed he was distracted.

Faye Turner felt a bit weary, as the night deepened, she slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She didn’t know when Adrian Lancaster came to bed, she wasn’t even sure if he slept on that bed last night.

Because when Faye Turner woke the next morning, there was no sign of him in the room.

She hesitated for a moment, propped herself up, and unintentionally noticed a neatly folded cheongsam on the other side of the bed.

Was it prepared for her?

Faye Turner reached out with curiosity and picked it up; it was a light pink cheongsam with a fringed design at the hem. It was figure-hugging and beautiful, with exquisite craftsmanship.

After putting it on, she gazed at herself in the mirror, somewhat distracted but found it quite fitting.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening came, and she turned her eyes to see Adrian Lancaster entering, "Do you like the dress? Grandpa had someone custom-make it, it was delivered this morning."

So, Grandpa had wanted them both to stay here overnight from the start?

"I like it, it fits well," the girl smiled gently, "Is Grandpa awake? I’ll go thank him."

"He’s up. Once you’re ready, come down for breakfast," Adrian Lancaster had come to call her.

"Okay."

Faye Turner followed him downstairs to the dining room.

Eliza Hayes was already sitting at the dining table. She raised her eyes towards the door, focusing on Faye Turner yet there was no emotional fluctuation.

At that moment, Grandpa was coming in, and Faye Turner had originally wanted to call her Aunt, but ended up greeting, "Mom, good morning."

Then she turned her head, "Grandpa, good morning."

For the sake of the elderly presence, Eliza Hayes begrudgingly pretended and gave a slight nod, "Mm," she responded.

Faye Turner was delighted that she received a response.

Under Grandpa’s lead, the two young ones also sat at the dining table, this was Faye Turner’s first breakfast in the old house.

Breakfast was nutritious and abundant, with porridge, milk, eggs, bread, bird’s nest, white fungus soup, vegetable salad...

"Faye, did you sleep well last night?" The old man asked her with a smile as soon as he sat down.

"Quite well, thank you for your concern, Grandpa."

The old man said joyfully, "Then come back often to stay!"

Eliza Hayes’ face darkened a little, she silently drank a mouthful of milk. Not hearing the girl refuse, she was quite unhappy internally!