Timothy was lying on a lounge chair near the balcony, watching the rain outside the window. His


    bedroom was facing the garden, where a few Musa basjoo trees had been nted below his window.


    Those trees were almost as old as him, and they were tall and dense. Raindrops dripped from their


    branches and leaves, giving off a gloomy atmosphere.


    "Old Mr. Hunt, look who''s here," Asher happily informed Timothy.


    Timothy did not turn around, and just said indifferently, it must be Ren, right? The one I''ve been wanting


    to meet..." "Grandpa...” Renee walked over and kneeled beside the chair, holding his arm gently. "How


    did you know it''s me?" "It''s because I''ve been looking forward to seeing you every day!" Timothy looked


    at her and patted her head. "Silly girl, it''s been such a long time. You should havee and met me


    sooner!"


    "I-I..."


    "What''s the matter? Do you hate me?" "No, I always thought about you, but so many things happened


    lately and I...


    I was too ashamed to meet you." "Ah, you must be kidding! Yes, many things have happened, but it''s


    not your fault. Whatever happens, our rtionship won''t change!” "I''m sorry. I was wrong." Renee


    lowered her head guiltily, tears welling up in her eyes. Her pale blue eyes were unreadable.


    "Don''t apologize. I should apologize to you instead for raising such an unreliable grandson and wasting


    more than half of your life," Timothy sighed and said vaguely. Renee couldn''t tell if he didn''t know what


    was going on or was aware of everything.


    "Grandpa, I willingly took such a step after what happened between Stefan and I. It''s not your fault, and


    I never med you or him, but now..." Renee bit her lip and sobbed, "I''m helpless and don''t know what


    to do, so I''vee to you. I think... you must know something, right?" "What do you mean?" Timothy''s


    wrinkled face was full of confusion.


    "It''s... about Stefan." "Oh, that..." Timothy looked up at the heavy rain in the distance. "It''s been a long


    time since he came to see me or contacted me. I suppose he must be in some kind of trouble because


    he usually wouldn''t let me miss him like this." "So, you also couldn''t get in touch with him?" Renee


    looked up at him with conflicted emotions. She did not want to lose herst hope, but Timothy was


    right-stefan was a good grandson. If he was safe, he would have been in touch with Timothy.


    "Yes... but don''t worry. He''s always been lucky. He''ll be fine. I''m sure he has something nned, and


    when the time is right, he''lle back." Timothy wasn''t worried about Stefan''s disappearance because


    it had happened before.


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    "When the time is right..." Renee smiled bitterly. "When is that supposed to be? Will he hide for the rest


    of his life if he feels like the time isn''t right?"