The Heir's Little Wife
Candour

Bryan was shocked when he heard from Yura that his father had suddenly returned from the hospital. He who was still in the office immediately returned home because he was worried about the condition of his father who he knew was still unstable.

"It's impossible for the hospital to send Dad home on purpose. They know very well that his condition has not improved. What the hell is this really? Why do I feel so bad?" bryan muttered.

"Sorry Mr. Bryan, maybe Mr. Karim is tired of being in the hospital. So he insisted on going home" said the driver.

"Even if you feel bored, the hospital should still not let it go just like that. Moreover, the condition of Dad this morning had dropped. Wouldn't this be too dangerous for her?" bryan pressed his temple, dizzy.

"It's true, sir. But we all know that no one can resist Mr Karim? Maybe the hospital was in a bad position so they were forced to let Mr. Karim go home!."

Bryan remained silent. The driver has a point too. His father is a very stubborn person if he already wants something. Not wanting to be so bad at the hospital, Bryan finally decided to no longer discuss it. Let him ask his father directly after he gets home.

While on his way, suddenly Bryan's mind floated on a short dream that happened last night. In the dream, Bryan saw a girl staring at him. The girl looked gloomy, a look of sadness so vividly enveloped her face. But unfortunately, Bryan could not see clearly the appearance of the girl. The one thing he remembered before opening his eyes, the pitiful girl called him father.

"It's weird why I can dream like that" Bryan murmured.

Not long after, Bryan's car entered the yard. He got out as soon as the car stopped.

"Yura.." call Bryan.

Something that rarely happens. Perhaps this was the first time Bryan had called his wife's name after coming home from work.

Yura who was making drinks for her father-in-law was a little surprised when Bryan called her name. With a flowery heart Yura rushed to her husband.

"Bryan, are you back?."

Bryan glanced at his wife and then nodded. "Where's Dad?."

"Dad is resting in his room" Yura replied. "Bryan, do you want me to make you a drink? I happen to be making drinks for Dad. If you want, I'll take him to the room."

Bryan again just nodded. He then walked to his father's room. Ignoring Yura who was standing glued.

Chequelek

Karim looked over as the door of the room opened. His eyes glared at the presence of his son there.

"Dad, why did you come home from the hospital? Dad's condition is still not improving, Dad still desperately needs the care of a doctor" asked Bryan then sat on the chair beside his father's bed.

"Dad's fine, Bry. Just need to rest a lot and take medicine regularly" Karim replied without letting go of his gaze.

Bryan who noticed the unusual look from his father immediately knew that something was wrong. He carefully stroked his wrinkled father's hand then tried to ask. "Is there anything you want to tell me?."

"There's Bryan. Something very important concerns the life of a dead person" replied Karim Iirih.

Well, after hearing Jackson's advice, Karim finally ventured to uncover all the secrets he had hidden in his son. He was also very prepared if Bryan would no longer acknowledge him as a father after he had revealed this secret. Let it be, maybe this is the payback for his previous cruel deeds.

"Taking someone's life to death? What do you mean, Dad? What the hell is going on?" bryan's baffled.

Karim's chest felt like it had been hit by a big tree when his mouth wanted to say that Eleanor was still alive. His breath seemed to falter to confess the great sin he had committed to his son's household.

"Bryan, E, Eleanor...He, he's alive."

For a moment Bryan was stunned when his daughter's name was mentioned. A second later he realized that his father was trapped in his regret room. Despite the illness, Bryan no longer wants to remember the bad events. She has given up Sandara and Eleanor, and has forgiven her parents. Bryan clasped his father's old hand. He looked at her while smiling warmly.

"Dad, I know maybe now Dad is remembering the sins that Dad once committed on the late Sandara. But it was a long time ago and we forgave Father and Mother. I beg you not to discuss this issue again, let it be a memory in my life Dad" said Bryan trying hard.

"But Bryan, Eleanor is really alive. I'm not lying!."

Karim was puzzled by how to convince his son that Eleanor had not died. He was quite shocked to see his son's seemingly mediocre reaction as he spoke earlier. Very different from what he had imagined before.

"Dad, did you forget whose tomb is next to Sandara's? It was Eleanor's tomb, the grave of her grandson's father. So how could Eleanor be alive? She died just after Sandara breathed her last" Bryan told his father that his daughter was long gone.

"Bryan, please trust me. Eleanor's not dead, she's still alive Bryan. My granddaughter is still in this world!" karim half yelled in frustration.

Bryan breathed deeply. He looked sadly at his father who kept on saying that his daughter was still alive. If that were true, Bryan would be the happiest person in the world. But baby, her daughter had long since left her. And that happiness would be impossible for him to feel until the end of his life.

"Dad, stop talking. Eleanor died nineteen years ago, she couldn't possibly still be around....

"The body you buried next to Sandara's tomb is not the body of Eleanor, Bryan. It's the body of someone else's baby that I deliberately took and then I exchanged it with your son. Sandara's surgery saved Eleanor's life, but your father and mother didn't want her alive. At that time all that was thought in our brains was how to get rid of Eleanor from the Young Family. We don't want the Young Family to have an heir born from a woman with an obscure background like Sandara. And at the same time, there was a homeless man who gave birth to a baby and then the baby died because it was too late to handle. That's when the devil closed his eyes to do something very cruel. Dad conspired with the doctor who operated on Sandara and told you that Eleanor died. Then secretly your father and mother threw the innocent baby into an orphanage on the outskirts of town. Bryan, Eleanor's alive. He's not dead!" karim shouted cutting off his son's words.

Bryan's dumbfounded. He was like being struck by lightning in broad daylight hearing his father's confession. Like a sharp sword piercing his heart, suddenly Bryan's whole body felt very sick. Even his breathing began to be irregular when the word still alive ringed in his ears.

"Ja, is my son alive?" bryan mumbled. "Eleanor is alive?."

Karim immediately got off the bed and sat down on his knees under his son's feet. Let him be humble like this, he deserves it.

"Bryan, please forgive me. Khilaf's father, I'm really sorry now. Please forgive me, son"

"The Khilaf? Regretted?" bryan said with a face that was wet with tears. "Is it appropriate for a cruel person like Dad to feel sorry? Is it worth a father to destroy the happiness of his own son? And is it appropriate for a Grandpa to throw away his granddaughter who did nothing wrong to him? What worth it huh! Answer me Dad, is it worth it that you do all that to us? What's wrong with my son and wife Dad, how could you have separated us like this. What's our fault exactly?."

Bryan's body slid to the floor. She was crying in front of her father who was also crying. Bryan had no idea that his father would do such a heinous thing. Eleanor, her innocent daughter must fall victim to the cruelty of her own grandfather.

"I'm sorry, Bryan. Please forgive me for the mistake I made for your son. I'm really very sorry, I'm sorry!" karim said in the midst of his sobs.

Bryan was silent. He was still very shocked by this fact. To him this felt impossible. Impossible because there is a grandfather who could throw his baby grandson then abandoned him in an orphanage. Bryan's body suddenly shuddered in horror, he did not dare to imagine what his daughter's life was like out there during these nineteen years. He did not know whether his daughter was starving or not, whether to wear warm clothes or not. Thinking about it further made Bryan's chest like he was crushed by a large rock.

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