Chapter 281: The Most Excited Moment
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The nurse on duty heard rhe commotion and rushed over. “What are you doing? This is a hospital. The patient needs to rest!”
Mrs. Grant and her sons, who had been barking and growling like wild dogs, finally fell silent. When they saw John come out of the ward, they immediately rushed past him into the ward.
After the nurse on duty left, only John, Selena, and Mr. Handel were left in the empty corridor, Selena looked at John worriedly which he noticed so he smiled ar her, though it was rather cold.
Not long after, cries came from the ward – not heart-wrenching, but genuinely sorrowful
John stiffened, knowing the person he had just spoken to, the person he once hoped to call father’, had left the world.
Even though he hated the man, he couldn’t deny Chris’s blood flowed in his body.
By now, everyone had already entered the ward, ail except John who remained nailed to the corridor floor. He was in a daze, staring at the wall before him. A mixture of grief, hatred, and relief was painted on his face.
Chris had just passed away and yet the wife and sons he had been sheltering were pestering the lawyer about the will.
Mr. Handel finally read out the contents of the will to rhe remaining Grant family: Chris left his wife rhe Grant family mansion and some bonds. Shia and Simon each received 5% of the shares and a villa. The remaining 30% of the shares belonged to John.
John hardly reacted, already expecting as much since Chris had told him so.
Mrs. Grant, on the other hand, started laughing out loud once Mr. Handel was done reading the contents of the will. Soon, tears started to fall as she seemingly said to herself, “You’re still thinking about that woman and her son even when you’re dead. Chris, you’re truly heartless.
“Eve also contributed a lot to Grant Group. Why did he get more?” Shia was not satisfied.
Meanwhile, Simon grabbed Mr. Handel’s collar. “Did John bribe you? This must be the fake will, right? Where is the real one?”
A low laughter came from the corridor. It was so soft that it wouldn’t have been heard if it weren’t for the fact that contrasted so much with the rest of the commotion.
Everyone looked at John who was still looking as calm as ever. His eyes carefully looked at Mrs. Grant, Shia, and Simon. “So what if you’re his wife? You’ve only given birth to two simple-minded, brawny sons. He must regret marrying you until his death.”
When Chris was uttering his last words to John earlier, the former did say that the one thing he regretted most in his life was abandoning Nina Hess and marrying a woman he did not love. If he had another chance, he would never abandon John and his mother again.
No longer able to tolerate the fuss they were creating, John walked out of the hospital, his calmness eventually turning into excitement as he fished his phone out of his pocket and anxiously looked for Serenity’s number.
He was already twenty-five years old, but when he dialed her number, his hands trembled as if he was fifteen again. They were trembling with joy.
Nothing made him happier than this moment over the past three years.
The plan that he had been preparing had finally come to fruition. He now had the ability to freely protect her and to build a stable life together.
Before tapping on the dial button, John noticed how dark the sky was as he stood on the steps. He looked at the time on his phone screen – it was three in the morning..