When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 668: Bringing Father Home
Faye Turner stayed by the side, also gazing at the feeble, weak-breathing, unconscious middle-aged man on the bed.
Despite Claire Keller saying that she had done facial reconstruction on him after the car accident.
But you could still tell that he was Adrian’s father, the resemblance around the forehead and brows was unmistakable.
As a daughter-in-law, her nose tingled, her heart filled with an indescribable sadness.
This was truly a long-awaited reunion...
There was joy, there were reflections, there was sorrow, there was resentment, there was contentment, and there was gratitude.
In short, all sorts of complex emotions intertwined in the heart.
Adrian Lancaster bent down, gently lifted the quilt, and with his arms wrapped around Caleb Lancaster’s waist, he picked him up.
Perhaps he had great arm strength, or maybe his father had been sick for too long, becoming too frail.
In any case, he easily and steadily lifted his father; he was a man, able to shield his father from the wind and rain now.
Holding his once vibrant father turned into a vegetative state, he turned around in the small room, his face cold, his steps firm as he strode outward.
Step by step, his thick eyebrows slightly knitted, emitting an aura of daunting fear. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
His heart was full of hatred, wishing to tear Claire Keller apart, but he held back his impulses.
The current priority was to take his father away.
Faye Turner took two steps back, feeling his grief... She was also deeply saddened.
Claire Keller, tears blurring her vision, retreated at the doorway, her heart pricked by needles as she watched Adrian Lancaster carrying Caleb Lancaster, sensing a chilling sharpness passing through his narrow gaze.
As Adrian Lancaster passed by her, his steps slightly paused, "Move aside."
That suddenly icy voice was like a freezing cellar, instantly tensing the woman’s nerves.
She hurriedly made way, observing Adrian Lancaster’s darkened complexion.
Adrian Lancaster retracted his gaze, lifted his steps and continued out.
Claire Keller knew that from this moment onward, she was losing Caleb Lancaster completely...
Faye Turner snapped back to reality and followed suit; as she passed by Claire Keller, she was grabbed by the arm, halting her steps.
Faye Turner paused and turned her gaze, seeing the middle-aged woman in tears, a twinge of emotion in her heart.
Love, this kind of thing, truly knows no right or wrong, only order of arrival.
"Can he be cured?" Claire Keller asked, her voice trembling, terrified Caleb would die.
As long as he lived, as long as he breathed, she was willing to exchange her remaining years for it.
Faye Turner nodded, "Yes." giving her a definite answer, "But... please don’t appear again."
The woman slowly released her arm, "Okay." her voice was somewhat hoarse, then she lowered her gaze, biting her lip.
Faye Turner retracted her gaze and stepped forward to follow.
In the old rental apartment, only Claire Keller remained.
Leaning against the wall, she slowly sat down on the cold floor.
Rather than watching Caleb die before her eyes, she was willing to return him to The Lancaster Family; he belonged to them in the first place.
Her love was so humble.
Loving Caleb Lancaster, she loved him down to her bones, with no status this lifetime, turning into an old spinster for him... but she had no regrets.
For the rest of her life, she would never have anyone else in her heart again.
As Caleb left, she felt her heart die too, feeling awful, feeling terrible, but could only fulfill.
It was also for Caleb’s good; after all, Elias Young was now caught, and Caleb’s son had grown up, capable of protecting him well.
What was stolen must always be returned.
The Lamborghini drove toward the villa, Adrian Lancaster dialed a phone number.
As the car stopped in his lakeside villa yard, the medical staff were prepared for reception, readying a stretcher.
Bodyguards and aides also came out to greet them, the scene was grand.
