Female Novel
Chapter 760
Chapter 760 Madam Moved Your Belongings to the Guest Room
The weather became cooler, but the sun was shining brightly. Bianca brought Old Master Rayne to theback garden.
There was a pond in the back garden, in which the water lilies were in full bloom.
The slender flower stalks were like the necks of graceful swans, supporting the big flower petals.
Old Master Rayne seemed to be in good spirits, though he continued to struggle to speak. "B...Bianca... why isn’t... Luke... here..."
Bianca stopped pushing the wheelchair. She went in front of her grandfather and crouched down."Grandpa, Luke has been busy recently with several major projects that need his approval, and so hemoved to the company for the time being. He'll be back when he finishes his work."
Bianca knew that her grandfather's mind was still sharp even though he could not speak properly.
That was why she lied to him. She knew that he would be worried if he found out that Bianca and Lukewere not on speaking terms.
Old Master Rayne nodded stiffly. "Mm... I... I'm feeling a lot... better now... you don’t... have to be athome... all the time..."
He was worried that his grandson-in-law might dislike the fact that he was living together with them.
He was a conservative man. To him, sons instead of daughters should take care of their parents whenthey were old. He did not want to be a burden to his daughter or be a reason for conflict with Luke'sfamily.
Bianca gently rested her head on Old Master Rayne's lap. "What do you mean, Grandpa? It's my dutyto take care of you. If anything, you were the one who brought me up. You don't have to worry aboutme. I’m relieved only when I see you close to me. You fell down when you were living alone, and therewas no one to take care of you. I wouldn’t want that accident to happen again."
Old Master Rayne's fingers trembled. He wanted to pat his granddaughter's head, but he did not havethe strength to do so. "I've been a burden to you... I... I should go back to... my hometown... You can...go to work..."
That child should have her own career and social circle. Old Master Rayne thought that her life shouldnot revolve around taking care of him.
Bianca held his hand, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Everything will be better, Grandpa. I hope thatyou can recover soon, and I can go back to work. I'm thinking of setting up a company with a fewfriends..." "Good, good." Old Master Rayne smiled lovingly.
He did not have many worries at his age, except for his sickly daughter Wanda and his belovedgranddaughter. If he knew that they were happy, he would be able to rest in peace.
Bianca stood up and continued pushing her grandfather's chair forward. Her tone of voice becamecheerful too. "You don't have to worry about Aunt Wanda, Grandpa. Dr. Lake is taking good care of her,and her condition is under control. Aunt Wanda went on a leisure trip a few days ago, and she said thatshe'll bring you souvenirs." "It's good that... she’s enjoying... her life. She doesn't have to waste moneyon... this silly old man. I don't... have any use..." Even so, his weathered eyes were narrowed into thinslits, evidently very happy.
"That's how Aunt Wanda shows that she cares for you."
They chatted while viewing the blooming lilies in the lake.
The lazy afternoon was relaxing and blissful.
Bianca pushed Old Master Rayne around the garden. Later in the afternoon, when the temperaturebecame cooler, she brought her grandfather back into the house.
The caretaker had prepared dinner for the family. After Bianca, Old Master Rayne, and the threechildren had eaten, Luke was not back yet.
Of course, he did not give a call or send a message either.
Usually, he would give her a call if he were to come home later. If she did not pick up, he could keep oncalling and messaging her until she replied.
She might not want to look at the messages, but she nevertheless felt happy when she noticed that themessages were from him.
Today...
Bianca occasionally glanced at her phone waiting for it to ring. However, there was no news from himeven until late at night.
She lay on her bed, unable to sleep.novelbin
Tommy was sleeping soundly in her arms.
Bianca pushed herself up and gently touched Tommy's cheeks. The little boy looked exactly like hisfather, as though they came out of the same mold. Her heart wrenched as she looked at his face.
That face had sustained her through the darkest two years of her life.
However, that face now brought her anguish. 1
Bianca looked around the exquisite furnishings of the room. It had not changed over the past fewyears.
She could vaguely recall those intimate scenes they had shared on the elegantly-built balcony.
Through the fog of her memories, she could see Luke reclining on that lounge chair and her headresting on his shoulder. In those memories, they remained lovers without any conflict.
The cold starlight shone through the window and onto the bed.
Scenes of their shared memories replayed in her head.
They had feelings for each other the first time they met, but they did not know how the other party felt.
Later, they got to know each other and fell in love, though there were many obstacles between them.Even until now, obstacles continued to stand in their way.
Perhaps it was a mistake for them to have ever met in the first place.
Bianca thought that she had woken up from a dream. She had thought that their love was impervious,but it turned out to be so fragile, 1
Sigh, men.
The next day, Bianca left the house early in the morning to get the ball rolling on her new company.
Not long after she left, Luke returned with his car. He went around the house but could not find Bianca.
He opened the door and thought that he went into the wrong room.
The master bedroom was clean without a speck of dust, though everything inside was brand new. Hecould not find his clothes, shoes, or any of his belongings.
Luke took off his coat and casually tossed it on the bed. "What is going on? " He asked the caretakercoldly.
The caretaker seemed awkward as she stood in front of Luke. "Sir, Madam has asked us to move yourclothes and toiletries to the guest room..."