Delayed Regrets: He Regretted Only After Her Death-Chapter 85: Joy! Tiana Linden Woke Up!

Aiden Grant was still immersed in the beautiful memories of the past.

His memories were interrupted by the sounds outside the car window.

Outside, Leo Sutton was knocking anxiously.

Seeing that Aiden Grant hadn’t opened the car door for a long time, it wasn’t just Leo Sutton knocking on the window.

Also anxiously banging on the window were Leo Sutton’s parents-in-law—Gabriel Chaucer and Catherine Armstrong.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One knock after another.

Daisy was also anxiously tugging at the car door handle at this moment.

Aiden’s heart was filled with unbearable reluctance.

As soon as he opened the door, his daughter would be taken back by the Sutton family.

Finding a chance to be alone with his daughter again would be nearly impossible.

Outside the car, Catherine Armstrong was slapping the window hard.

"You, Grant, open up. Give me my granddaughter back."

It was only then that Aiden realized just how foolish he’d been.

At that time, Kiera Chaucer had just died from a difficult labor.

Seven days hadn’t even passed.

Tiana Linden and Leo Sutton had rushed to get their marriage certificate and gotten married.

If they really had an affair all along—

If theirs was a de facto relationship—

How could Gabriel Chaucer and Catherine Armstrong, as Kiera’s parents, possibly agree to their son-in-law remarrying so quickly while their daughter’s body hadn’t even turned cold?

Tiana had told the truth.

Leo Sutton had told the truth too.

The only reason for the marriage was to have Daisy legally transferred to Leo’s name, so that after Tiana’s death, Daisy could live with Leo.

It was all so obvious, but at the time, he had insulted Tiana for being promiscuous.

Aiden not only regretted it to his very core,

he even wished he were dead himself.

Each knock on the car window landed on his chest like a heavy stone.

Would this letting go mean Daisy would never want to see him again?

No matter how unwilling he was, he still had to unlock the door.

Click!

The car door was pulled open, and Daisy immediately threw herself into Leo Sutton’s arms.

Aiden also got out of the car.

"Daddy Leo, I missed you so much!"

The tiny arms wrapped tightly around Leo Sutton’s neck.

Daisy buried herself into Leo’s chest, crying out her heart’s pain.

"Daddy Leo, I thought that man was going to send me abroad again."

"I thought I’d never see Daddy Leo again."

"Wuwuwu..."

"I’m sorry, Daddy will never leave you again." Leo Sutton gently wiped her tears.

Father and daughter looked at each other, eyes full of true emotion.

They looked just like a real father and daughter.

Aiden’s chest tightened in waves.

The suffocation washed over him again and again.

He was the one who was Daisy’s biological father.

But right now, he was seeing his daughter call another man Daddy in someone else’s arms.

As her biological father, Daisy didn’t even want to look at him.

Hadn’t he brought all this on himself?

He deserved it.

This was his due.

Aiden sneered at himself—it was retribution!

After comforting Daisy, Leo Sutton looked at Aiden with a cold gaze.

"Aiden Grant, I’m Daisy’s legal guardian, both reasonable and legal."

"From now on, if you want to see Daisy, you must get my permission, and you have to respect Daisy’s wishes."

On this matter, Aiden didn’t want to argue with Leo.

Suppressing the spasms of pain in his stomach, the suffocating pressure in his chest, and the painful weakness in his limbs, he slowly stated:

"You’re Daisy’s guardian, but I’m her biological father."

"But from now on, I won’t do anything to make Daisy dislike or resent me."

His gaze, gentle yet full of remorse, landed on Daisy.

Daisy was still lost in the agony of losing her mother.

The little figure was already shattered.

His Daisy was supposed to be held in his palms, cherished like a jewel.

Yet instead, he let Daisy be born in prison.

Daisy had been deaf in her right ear since she was young.

She followed her mother, living a life of hardship and wandering.

He’d also caused Daisy to lose her mother.

He didn’t want to hurt Daisy any more, not even a fraction.

He wished more than anything that he could trade his own life to bring Daisy’s mother back.

He handed Daisy the photo frame she’d left in the car.

"Daisy, here’s a photo of Mommy."

Daisy took the picture frame.

When she looked up, tears in her eyes, she looked at him with cold indifference.

"Do you have any more photos of Mommy?"

Aiden nodded gently, "I have plenty more."

Before Daisy could reply, he quickly added, "If you want them, Daddy will bring them to you. Tomorrow morning, okay?"

Daisy thought for a moment, then nodded. "Okay."

Giving himself another chance to see his daughter, the suffocating pain in Aiden’s chest eased a little.

He finally felt a trace of comfort.

"Alright! Daddy will bring them to you tomorrow morning."

"Uncle Grant, Daisy has only two daddies: Daddy Leo and Daddy Chaucer. You’re not one of them."

The child’s innocent voice made the blazing summer instantly turn to an ice house.

The tearing pain in his chest left Aiden in utter disarray.

Even Leo Sutton noticed that his complexion wasn’t looking all that good.

Leo asked, "I heard you coughed up blood at the funeral. How’s your health now?"

Aiden: "...I’m fine. Daisy didn’t eat for two days and nights, only had a little millet porridge tonight. Thank you both for taking care of her."

Leo: "Of course!"

He had long treated Daisy as his own daughter.

At the side, Catherine Armstrong shot a few annoyed remarks:

"Stop pretending to be kind."

"All of us together—how could we not take good care of Daisy?"

"Just don’t come and bother Daisy, that’s all."

As she spoke, Catherine took Daisy from Leo’s arms.

"Come on, Daisy, Grandma will take you home."

The whole family took Daisy into the villa.

Until the shadows of the trees hid their figures, Aiden still stood there.

Even after their voices faded, Aiden didn’t move an inch.

The moonlight poured over him.

The tall, upright figure drifted and swayed in the evening breeze.

He gripped the car door beside him for support.

He nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Pfft!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

The dark red blood ran down the car window glass, drip by drip.

In the reflection, Aiden’s face was pale as death.

...

East Bank of the Pearl River.

Uncle Carter and Mrs. Walsh finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Aiden come home.

"Mr. Grant, you’re finally back."

Uncle Carter and Mrs. Walsh both came up to him.

The couple had worked for The Grant Family for many years.

In fact, Aiden’s character was very good.

He treated his workers well, was gentlemanly.

He never looked down on them as mere servants.

Every year he gave them raises, and double bonuses for every holiday.

He’d even remember every one of their birthdays, treating them like elders.

About Tiana Linden, Uncle Carter and Mrs. Walsh also felt terrible.

Such a young woman, gone just like that.

Mr. Grant’s guilt, Uncle Carter and Mrs. Walsh understood well.

Blame it on love’s depth, and hate’s sharpness.

"Mr. Grant, Daisy hasn’t eaten for two days, and you haven’t had a drop of water. I made you some porridge..."

Before Mrs. Walsh could finish, Aiden collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He fell just like a tree branch severed from its trunk, all of a sudden.

"Mr. Grant! Mr. Grant!"

"Quick, call an ambulance!"

The next morning, Aiden woke up in a hospital bed.

Dr. Quinn saw him wake but still frowned deeply.

"Aiden Grant, why do you torture yourself like this?"

Aiden clenched his fists.

The veins on his knuckles bulged.

"...I don’t deserve anyone’s sympathy."

Dr. Quinn stuffed a stack of examination reports in front of him.

"I’m not sympathizing with you. You’re a doctor yourself—look at these. If you keep this up, you’ll die, you know?"

Medically, it’s true that overwhelming stress and grief can cause someone to cough up blood and die.

Very few people experience enough emotional pain to trigger gastric spasms, gastrointestinal bleeding, and stress-induced mucosal tears.

Less than one in ten thousand.

Aiden Grant was that one.

This proved how much Tiana’s death had affected him.

All Dr. Quinn wanted to say to him was: you deserved it!

"Your life is yours to cherish. Hospitalized for three days—you’re not allowed to go anywhere during these three days."

Aiden asked, "What time is it?"

Dr. Quinn: "Half past seven in the morning."

Aiden tossed aside the covers.

Dr. Quinn immediately pressed down on his shoulder, "What are you doing?"

He’d promised Daisy he would bring her photos of him and Tiana.

He couldn’t break his word.

All he could think of was Daisy’s broken figure.

...

The Sovereign.

Leo Sutton was getting Daisy and Laura ready for kindergarten.

In the car, Leo Sutton personally buckled both daughters into their seats.

As he started the engine, Leo got a call from Hector Chaucer.

On the other end, Hector sounded clearly relieved, "Tiana’s awake!"