The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 2636

Chapter 2636

Waylon lowered his gaze, and waves of thoughts surged in his mind.

Louis poured himself a cup of tea. "That's normal when humans get old. It's only natural for their bodies to weaken as time goes by."

Waylon stood up. "I'll bring Cameron upstairs to meet him."

Louis nodded.

When they came to Hernandez's room and pushed open the door, they saw Hernandez leaning on the bed and reading a newspaper with a band-aid taped on the back of his hand as if he had just finished his IV injection.

"Grandfather, Wayne has come to see you." Louis walked to the bed.

Hernandez raised his head and closed the newspaper, and his voice did not sound as strong as it had been before. "Wayne."

Waylon sat by the bed. "Great-grandpa, I've brought your great-granddaughter-in-law here to see you."

Hernandez nodded. "I know that each of you three little rascals have settled down and formed your own families. I'm very pleased about the news. However, I don't think I'll be able to attend your wedding ceremony and banquet already. It's truly a pity."

Waylon held the back of his hand. "It's okay. All you need to do now is take good care of your health."

He chuckled. "I think this body of mine isn't going to last much longer already. But that's just life, isn't it? I've already gotten over it."

"Great-grandpa-"

"Alright." Hernandez patted the back of Waylon's hand, interrupting what he was about to say. "Stop worrying too much about me already. Life goes on, so I hope you guys all the best moving forward." Waylon's eye sockets twitched, and he nodded.

Waylon and Cameron stayed behind for a while before leaving the residence.

After sending them off, Louis went back to Hernandez's room. "Grandfather."

Hernandez waved his hand and motioned him to come to his side. "Louis, when the day I'm no longer around comes, remember to hand this will to Zee. The Lucases can't be without an heir, so Yvette will one day return to the Lucases. As for the de Armas, I talked to Zee about choosing one of the sons of the three rugrats as the heir of our family. The future of the de Armas will rely solely on that child." Louis took the will into his hand and pursed his lips. "You have my word."

Hernandez smiled. "Good. Thank you for not telling Wayne that my illness is already beyond cure. I don't want them to worry too much."

While they were on their way back, Waylon kept looking out of the car window. Seeing that he had not uttered a word since they left the manor, Cameron remained silent and only asked after a moment of silence, "Your great-grandfather, he'll surely recover, right?"

Waylon withdrew his gaze and lowered it. "It's difficult to tell. I actually don't believe what my uncle told us earlier."

'I don't believe that Great-grandpa is only suffering from some chronic illnesses like gastric or rheumatism. He looks a lot more haggard than before. It seems that he's suffering from a serious illness. 'He even needs infusions for his daily nutrition intake. Ordinary gastric problems and rheumatism shouldn't be grave enough to cause someone to need infusions at home.'

Cameron leaned into the seat. "My father said that it's an achievement for someone to be able to live to the fullest up until the end of their life. Whenever someone is found to have lived for too long, diseases. will start to knock on their door, reminding them that it's time to grab a good, long rest."

After saying that, Cameron smiled. "Are these even something that one would say to comfort others? It's obviously dark humor. However, we can't change anything about it. Everyone will eventually watch as their relatives leave the world behind one after another. All we can do is live on with their beliefs. And when the time comes for us to pass too, the beliefs will then be passed onto our children, and then from them to their children, and so on and so forth. This is just life."

Seeing that Waylon did not speak, Cameron curled her lips. "I'm not really good at comforting others. Just treat it as me getting my own emotions off my shoulders. You don't have to take it too seriously-" She then turned her head and saw that Waylon was leaning on the back of the seat with his eyes closed. She stretched out her hand and waved it right in front of his eyes. "Wayne?"

He did not respond as if he had really fallen asleep.

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