The Love From Vengeance

Still at the hospital, I slowly walked into the room where my grandfather was. And seeing him in this state brought so much sadness to my heart. I felt guilty.

The doctor had informed me that my grandfather was seriously sick. I couldn’t recall the name of the disease, but the way the doctor explained the whole thing to me, it sounded really.

serious

I noticed how my grandfather slowly opened his eyes. “Luke,” he uttered softly, and I didn’t hesitate to move closer to him.

“Grandpa,” I said, sitting on my heels, holding his hands. “I’m… I’m sorry.”

“Why are you saying sorry, my grandson?” He spoke inaudibly. “It’s not your fault.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me you were sick? I would have taken you to one of the best hospitals.”

“Oh, please, Luke, I’m already an old man. If death comes to take me, so be it. I feel like I’ll be leaving this world at any moment.”

“Don’t say that, grandpa. We’ll get surgery done right away.”

“Do I have to remind you that I’m an old man?” He looked at me, exhaled deeply, and closed his eyes. “I don’t want you taking me anywhere for treatment. I just want you to do me a favor and fulfill my wish.”

“And what is that?” I asked slowly.

He leisurely held my arm. “Get married to Ariel.”