Love Letters, Divorce Papers (Jared and Amber)
Chapter 917 Persuade The Old Mrs. Farrell

"That's right." The old Mrs. Farrell reluctantly admitted, "I was so angry.

I trusted your mother so much.

I don't think she loved your father, but you were her son.

Her duty to you kept her in the Farrell family instead of divorcing your father right away.

I thought she'd be nice to you for it.

I didn't realize that although she was kind to you, she had also, for her own selfish reasons, made you a stand-in for a man.

You're my grandson, third in line to the Farrell family.

How can you be a stand-in for someone else? Even if you are just an ordinary family's child, I believe that you do not want to become someone's stand-in, right?" Jared nodded, "Yes." It was his pride. And the pride of anyone.

Each of us was a unique person on earth and we didn't want to be a substitute for anyone else.

This was true for rich and poor.

"So, how can I stand your mother's behavior?" The old Mrs. Farrell stuck her cane, "So I took you away from the Farrell's Mansion on the pretext that I needed you to study at the old house.

I couldn't let you stay with your mother anymore.

If you stayed together, one day, you would turn into the real Connor Stockert.

I couldn't watch my grandson turn into someone else, so I intended to turn your personality around.

I just didn't think I'd be late.

By that time, your personality was basically set, and I couldn't change it." The old Mrs. Farrell shook her head regretfully.

"There was nothing I can do about it.

It wasn't until six years ago, I don't know what happened to you, your personality had been changed, that you finally became the way you are now.

To be honest, at that time, I was really happy." "I know." Jared got up, went over to the old Mrs. Farrell, reached out and took the old Mrs. Farrell's hand, "I'm sorry I worried you all these years." The old Mrs. Farrell clapped her hand on the back of his hand and smiled in relief, "You're my grandson, I'm your grandmother, and you have every right to worry me.

Fortunately, all that I did was not in vain.

You finally got rid of the personality your mother made and got your own." Although it was irritating that her eldest grandson's true personality was cold.

But she was pleased as long as it was his own character and not something someone else had imposed on him.

"Okay, I've told you everything I need to tell you, and I told you about your parents' past, so is there anything else you want to know?" The old Mrs. Farrell asked Jared over her tea.

Jared shook his head.

"Not for the time being.

That is the main reason I have come here today.

Thank you for your clarification." "It's okay.

You're my grandson, and I can tell you anything you want to know, or am I supposed to take this stuff to the grave as a secret?" The old Mrs. Farrell said with a smile.

Jared frowned, "you're saying that again.

You're young.

You're going to live a long time." "Okay, I won't say it again." Seeing that her grandson was not pleased, the old Mrs. Farrell conceded, saying that she wouldn't say so again. Jared's taut face looked better now.

The old Mrs. Farrell looked at the sky, "Oh, I didn't realize it was so late.

It was getting dark." Jared looked down at his watch and saw that it was six o'clock, then he frowned even more.

Mrs. Murphy, who had been silent, suggested, "Mrs. Farrell, it's almost time for dinner.

Since Mr. Jared happens to be here with us, how about I ask the kitchen to prepare another order?" The old Mrs. Farrell didn't answer her right away.

She looked at Jared, "Jared, what do you think? Are you going to stay here and have dinner with me, or are you going to stay with Amber? Speaking of which, you seem to have already moved in with Amber" Jared replied, "Yeah.

It's been a while." His lips were clearly curling as he spoke, and there was a hint of triumph in his voice.

The old Mrs. Farrell and Mrs. Murphy saw this and smiled at each other.

The old Mrs. Farrell smiled and shock her head.

"What do you say?" "I can't have dinner with you tonight.

I promised Little Leaf I'd go with her to the Lyon family tonight.

Mrs. Lyon wants to see me." Jared looked at his watch again and said.

The old Mrs. Farrell was surprised, "Mrs. Lyon? You're talking about your mom's old friend at Olkmore, Amanda, right?" Mrs. Lyon's name was Amanda.

So, Jared immediately knew that the old Mrs. Farrell was talking about her and nodded, "Yeah, she went to college with my mom, too.

But Mrs. Lyon had a better relationship with Amber's mother than my mother did, and Amber came to see her as a second mother.

Mrs. Lyon wanted to see me this time to test me as Amber's second mother." "So, Mr. Farrell, you're just going to meet her family?" Mrs. Murphy joked. Jared gave a little cough, "Kind of." The old Mrs. Farrell laughed curiously at her grandson's embarrassment.

"Do you have a present for her? If not, I have plenty of supplements.

Take some with you." Jared shook his head and said no.

"Keep your supplements for yourself.

They're all for you.

It's not appropriate to give it to others.

Don't worry, Grandma.

I'm being discreet.

I got all the presents." The old Mrs. Farrell knew that her grandson was never one to shoot from the hip.

Seeing this, she did not doubt it and nodded her head.

"That's good.

Well, it's getting late.

Go ahead and bring Amber over for dinner some other time." "All right, I'm leaving." Jared said and looked over at Mrs. Murphy.

Mrs. Murphy understood immediately and smiled at the old Mrs. Farrell, "Mrs. Farrell, I'll see Mr. Jared off." The old Mrs. Farrell knew exactly that she and Jared had just looked at each other and probably knew what they were going to say.

She tried to stop her, but thinking they were worried about her too, she finally sighed and waved her hands, "Okay." "Okay." Mrs. Murphy smiled and said yes, relieved indeed.

She knew that she and Mr. Jared could not hide it from the old Mrs. Farrell's eyes, and she was afraid that the old Mrs. Farrell would refuse.

Fortunately, the old Mrs. Farrell did not.

"Mr. Jared, this way, please." Mrs. Murphy looked over at Jared and made a please gesture.

Jared walked out of the hall with a nod.

The two of them walked along the park path leading out of the old house without speaking.

It wasn't until they got out the front door to Jared's car that Jared turned around and looked at Mrs. Murphy, "Mrs. Murphy, while you're at it, try to talk grandma into agreeing to go to a nursing home.

You do know why I can't just send Grandma over there, right?" "Yeah, I know." Mrs. Murphy looked worried.

"If she was sent there by force, the old Mrs. Farrell would not be happy, and the effect of convalescence in the sanatorium would not work, and even would accelerate the old Mrs. Farrell's physical decline in advance.

Mr. Jared, I know what you're going through." "That's good." Jared said.

Mrs. Murphy looked at him, "Don't worry, I'll talk to the Old Mrs. Farrell without you asking." "Okay, Mrs. Murphy, thank you." With that, Jared bowed to Mrs. Murphy.

Mrs. Murphy picked him up quickly, "What are you doing? Come on, I can't afford it.

Anyway, I had known the old Mrs. Farrell for decades.

How could I bear to see her die like that? The old Mrs. Farrell and I are no longer masters and servants, but family members.

Therefore, as a family member, I should think for her and try to keep her alive.

In short, it was up to me to persuade the Old Mrs. Farrell.

All right, Mr. Jared, you go replace Miss Reed, and I'll keep you posted about the old Mrs. Farrell." "Ok, thank you." Jared nodded, pulled open the door and got in.