When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 667: Father and Son Reunited

Then he handed the flowers to his wife and turned around to head outside.

Faye Turner turned and put down the flowers, looking at the middle-aged woman not far away.

Truthfully, she felt very anxious inside, but Claire Keller wanted to rescue Caleb, so she couldn’t afford to worry about her own situation.

Even if it meant being beaten, scolded, and subjected to moral judgment.

She braced herself and walked toward Faye Turner, then followed her together, out of the living room.

In the yard, a driver opened the Lamborghini’s door.

Adrian Lancaster stood by the car, glaring coldly at Claire Keller. Although he didn’t articulate any blame, the resentment in his heart was overflowing, evident in his gaze.

Faye Turner hooked her arm around his, "Adrian." She was concerned about his mood, wanting to comfort him.

Adrian Lancaster let his wife sit in the car, and then gentlemanly allowed Claire Keller to get in first, before he got in himself.

This kind of inherent grace was never lacking in him, no matter the environment.

The car door closed, and the driver started the car. Claire Keller directed the driver, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Listening to the route, Adrian Lancaster felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

It turned out, he had always been so close to his father...

Taken away and hidden for twenty years, now suddenly returned, what happened to his father... Adrian Lancaster had a bad premonition.

Soon the car stopped in front of an old, pending-demolition building. As he got out, Adrian Lancaster looked around, his heart aching fiercely.

This area is where the Prestige Group will soon acquire land to build a park, currently under planning.

As the boss, he had been here countless times before.

But...

"This way, please," Claire Keller cautiously said.

Adrian Lancaster suppressed his heartache, leading his wife and following the middle-aged woman into the corridor.

The corridor was dimly lit; that lamp had to be at least twenty years old, with a black ring around the bulb.

The iron railings were rusty, the walls were heavily peeling, and the stairs were so narrow that it was difficult for two people to walk side by side.

Moreover, there was a musty smell in the air due to the dampness.

His father, Adrian Lancaster’s father, actually lived in such an environment!

Deep shame, like a ferocious flood, enveloped and swallowed him!

Finally, Claire Keller led them to a tightly closed door painted blue.

When she took out the key to open the door, Adrian Lancaster noticed that the lock was rusted, as damp as could be.

The door lock was hard to open, and the woman, a bit flustered, twisted it several times, never daring to look at Adrian Lancaster.

That cold aura was just too overwhelming.

The door opened; it was even more humble than imagined, but at least clean.

In the small living room, on the old coffee table, there were a few nearly withered roses.

Faye Turner also noticed this detail.

Passing through the small living room, they all came to the bedroom; Adrian Lancaster and Faye Turner had just reached the door when they saw the frail man lying in bed.

He had his eyes closed, his breathing weak.

At this moment, Adrian Lancaster and Faye Turner’s emotions were beyond words.

Adrian Lancaster stepped forward, as if his world had lost its sound. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Without calling out for his father, without too much excitement, he cautiously stepped towards the bed.

Since the car accident, Caleb Lancaster had never regained consciousness; he was in a vegetative state.

Claire Keller’s requirements for him were not high, as long as he was alive, as long as he still had breath.

As long as he could still be like this, accompanying her by her side, she was satisfied.

So...

For all these years, she had no money, no means to provide better treatment for him.

She loved him; she just wanted to quietly stay with him.

Adrian Lancaster stood by the bed, looking at the man laid there, bound by blood yet forcibly separated for twenty years.

If only his father hadn’t been taken away at that time, his relationship with his mother might not have deteriorated like this...

His eyes blurred with tears, his heart infinitely sorrowful, and at the same time, full of resentment toward Claire Keller.