Chapter 1564
Timothy’s health was bad, and he was confined to his bed in Hunt Manor with an IV drip to survive. He called Stefan and Jovan to his bed that night.
“Stefan.” Timothy sounded weak, but he was happy to see his grandson. He waved at Stefan. “Come here.”
“Grandpa!” Stefan’s heart twisted when he saw how feeble Timothy was, and his eyes glistened with unshed tears as he approached him.
“I heard from your mother that you were at Ren’s place recently. Finally, you didn’t let me down, and you did what was right…” Timothy held Stefan’s hand, his dull eyes shining with joy again. The person he had worried about the most was Renee, since he felt like he had treated her unfairly.
“I swore to my old comrade that I would make Ren happy when he entrusted her to me, but you failed me and made Ren suffer. I was embarrassed and didn’t know how to answer him.” At that point, Timothy’s eyes started to water. He had always been strong and righteous his whole life, and he felt like the only person he had ever wronged was Renee. However, when he heard that Stefan had finally gotten back together with Renee, he was happy and relieved.
“Don’t worry, Grandpa.
I was a fool back then for letting Ren down, but I’ve come to my senses now. My mission for the rest of my life is to protect her and our kids.” Stefan’s determined tone spoke volumes about how much he loved
Renee and their children.
“Pfft!” His words earned him a disdainful snort from Jovan, who was dressed in black and leaning against the doorway impatiently. He didn’t know why Timothy had called him over, but he found Stefan’s hypocritical statements hilarious.
“What are you laughing at?” Stefan turned and glared at Jovan. He didn’t want to confront Jovan because he had something he valued right now, but Jovan’s mocking sneer was annoying him. He was ridiculing Stefan and Renee’s relationship, and Stefan found that unacceptable.
“I’m laughing because you’re boring, Stefan. Why don’t you spend more time with your wife if you have the time to
make boring vows here? Or maybe… you should try to help your wife see again.” At that point, Jovan straightened his body and met Stefan’s gaze fiercely. “If I were you, I would try my best to look for suitable eyes for her instead of boasting about unnecessary things here.”
Timothy frowned and asked weakly, “What do you mean, Jovan?” Since Timothy was ill and bedridden, he had no idea what had happened recently.