Delayed Regrets: He Regretted Only After Her Death-Chapter 92: Vivian Linden Is Not Your Daughter
The atmosphere in the carriage turned gloomy.
For a long time, Hector Chaucer didn’t say a word.
He absorbed all the pain in Aiden Grant’s eyes, then sighed heavily.
The suffocation in his chest stemmed from the disappointment and speechlessness towards his once best friend.
Then, he coldly spoke, "You don’t know the reason?"
The two of them locked eyes.
Aiden Grant responded with a painful laugh.
Yes, he knew the reason.
Tiana Linden hated him.
Hated him so much that she never wanted to see him again in this lifetime.
That was why she didn’t want him to know that she was still alive.
Before coming to Hector Chaucer, he wasn’t entirely sure if the Roselle bouquet in front of Wanda Townsend’s tombstone was sent by Tiana Linden.
Now, he was certain!
"Gordon Lowell, stop the car," Aiden Grant looked at the driver Gordon Lowell.
Now, he just wanted to see Tiana Linden.
Seeing his boss not speaking, Gordon Lowell asked, "Mr. Grant, where do you want to go, do you want me to drive you?"
Aiden Grant: "Just drop me off by the roadside."
The car stopped by the roadside.
Then, Hector Chaucer instructed Gordon Lowell, "Go to the trunk and give him the item."
Soon, Gordon Lowell got out of the car, took a box from the trunk, and handed it to Aiden Grant.
"Mr. Grant, this is for you."
The unfamiliar box puzzled Aiden Grant.
He hadn’t left anything behind with Hector Chaucer.
Hector Chaucer glanced at him, "Open it after you get out of the car."
Gordon Lowell opened the car door and reminded him, "Mr. Grant, it’s inconvenient to stay parked here for too long."
At the sound, Aiden Grant tactfully got out of the car.
He held the box given by Hector Chaucer and watched the burgundy Hongqi Guoya drive into the distance.
He still remembered when he gifted Hector Chaucer this car, their brotherhood made many people envious.
But now, Hector Chaucer was even impatient to speak a single extra word with him.
It was his mistake for blaming Hector Chaucer.
He had torn apart this friendship himself.
Serves him right!
At this moment, he opened the box.
The contents of the box made his fingers clench tightly.
Piles of cut-up photos lay solitary inside.
The beautiful memories that once belonged to him and Tiana Linden had all been cut to pieces.
The photos of him and Tiana Linden were split in two.
The only pieces left in the box were the ones where he was cut out.
That was the album he handed to Daisy three months ago.
He told Daisy many stories about his and Tiana Linden’s past since they were young.
Initially wanting Daisy to know about the love and beauty of his past with Tiana Linden.
He also thought it might ease the strained father-daughter relationship between him and Daisy.
Never did he expect the photos would end up like this.
Was this Tiana Linden who cut them by hand?
The answer was glaringly obvious.
Tiana Linden didn’t leave him even a single group photo.
Those were photos from their entire life together.
Once they agreed to wait until they were both grey-haired, to sit in the garden filled with Lisianthus, and slowly look through them together.
But she had cut them all to pieces.
He had been so cruel to her!
...
4:30 in the afternoon.
Eastmere Kindergarten.
A white BYD was parked at an inconspicuous spot at the school entrance.
The car windows were tightly closed.
Passersby couldn’t see the inside of the car.
But the person sitting inside could see everything outside the window clearly.
The driver today wasn’t Carter.
But Carter’s father, Uncle Carter.
To avoid alarming anyone, Aiden Grant specifically instructed Uncle Carter to switch to an unnoticeable BYD.
"Mr. Grant, Daisy is out, look... that’s really Tiana,"
Uncle Carter cried with excitement.
Three months ago, everyone thought Tiana Linden was dead.
But no one expected she was alive and well.
Daisy seemed to have grown a bit taller.
Seeing her mother, she leapt excitedly into her embrace.
And Tiana Linden, joyfully took Daisy’s hand, and then Laura, Leo Sutton’s daughter, walked toward a Hummer.
Tiana Linden in front of the car had shoulder-length hair.
Her slightly curly hair was gently lifted by the wind.
She carefully opened the car door for the children with one hand.
And with another hand, tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear.
Her exposed profile was exquisite, lustrous, and full, no longer thin as before.
In the back seat of the BYD, Aiden Grant almost instantly clawed at the door handle.
One leather shoe quickly pressed onto the ground.
All his blood rushed to his head.
He wished he could immediately rush over and hold Tiana Linden tightly.
And never let go.
But the car door was only opened a crack before it was closed again.
If he rashly rushed out now.
If he met Tiana, in the future she would only avoid him more and more.
He might not even have the chance to look at her from a distance anymore.
Clearly, the woman he loved most and his biological daughter were right in front of him.
Yet Aiden Grant couldn’t acknowledge them.
The Hummer, carrying Tiana Linden and Daisy, left the kindergarten.
His heart pounded with melancholy and disappointment.
It felt empty.
As if someone had taken half his life away.
Aiden Grant could only watch from afar as the Hummer disappeared into the traffic...
Uncle Carter looked back from the driver’s seat, overjoyed, "Mr. Grant, Tiana is really alive, how wonderful."
Aiden Grant responded, "Drive."
With Tiana Linden alive, he felt his heartbeat regain strength.
It was as if he had come back to life too.
But there was still no trace of a smile on his face.
Tiana Linden must hate him to the core.
Even he hated himself to the core.
Uncle Carter asked, "Mr. Grant, where are we going?"
Aiden Grant: "To the Linden Family."
It’s time to do something for Tiana Linden.
...
Star River Bay, Tranquil Villa.
James Linden’s tea room.
Sharon Sullivan sat in front of the tea table, preparing tea for James Linden.
It was James Linden’s favorite Wudong Dancong tea.
As she brewed the tea, she remarked:
"Mr. Linden, this is Dancong I personally picked for you from a two-hundred-year-old tree. Try it."
James Linden tasted the tea, and it was indeed excellent.
However, his daughter Vivian Linden’s wedding had been disrupted.
Now Aiden Grant had no plans to redo the ceremony.
The original plan to register the marriage post-wedding had been repeatedly postponed.
James Linden was worried to death.
No matter how fragrant the tea, it didn’t smell sweet anymore.
At this moment, Sharon Sullivan began to cry and complain beside him.
"Mr. Linden, ever since Wanda Townsend passed away, I’ve been by your side."
"All these years, you’ve never given me a status because of the deceased Wanda Townsend, and I’ve accepted it."
"Now our daughter is also going to be abandoned by Aiden Grant because of Tiana Linden’s death."
"Do you think the fate of our mother and daughter is so bitter?"
For a moment, James Linden was immensely guilty.
He couldn’t respond.
All these years, Sharon Sullivan had been with him without a name or title.
He loved drinking Wudong Dancong tea, so she personally went to Gablemere, got up at four or five in the morning to help him pick tea.
His back ached, Sharon even went to learn traditional Chinese massage for several months.
Every day, enduring hardship to massage him for two hours.
At this moment, Sharon Sullivan cried again:
"Must Vivian and I always live so humbly because of those two deceased women?"
James Linden suddenly felt that Sharon Sullivan made a lot of sense.
It was because of Wanda Townsend and Tiana Linden that Sharon and Vivian were unhappy.
He had promised Wanda Townsend that he would only marry her in this lifetime.
Therefore, he had never given Sharon Sullivan a title.
Aiden Grant also ruined Vivian’s wedding because of the deceased Tiana Linden.
For more than three months, Aiden Grant had not shown up.
Vivian cried every day.
The guilty James Linden hurriedly wiped Sharon Sullivan’s tears:
"Sharon, it’s my fault for failing you both, for not taking good care of you."
At this time, Uncle Cameron knocked on the door, "President Linden, Aiden Grant is here."
Aiden Grant had something to discuss with James Linden.
Sharon Sullivan tactfully left the tea room.
In the tea room, James Linden’s face was already dark.
"Do you still have the face to see me? You’ve ruined Vivian."
Aiden Grant sat down at the tea table, "Uncle Linden, have you never suspected Vivian Linden and Aunt Sullivan?"
"Suspected what?" James Linden picked up the tea Sharon Sullivan had just prepared for him.
Tasting a sip, it was a distinct tea fragrance.
Tea personally picked by Sharon Sullivan.
Filled with much love from Sharon to him.
How could he possibly suspect Sharon Sullivan in the slightest?
As he set the teacup down, James Linden’s face grew even darker.
"Aiden Grant, don’t speak ill of your Aunt Sullivan behind her back."
"I plan to give your Aunt Sullivan a title."
"I want to marry her gloriously."
Aiden Grant couldn’t believe it: "Uncle Linden, have you lost your mind?"
"I’m not the one who lost my mind, you have." James Linden was utterly disappointed in Aiden Grant.
He snorted and continued, "With Tiana Linden’s passing, both you and Daniel, and I share the blame."
If only they had given Tiana Linden a box of medicine.
Tiana Linden wouldn’t have died tragically.
Tiana was the child he raised alone with much love, both father and mother.
With Tiana Linden gone, he felt heartbroken.
But in the end, Tiana was just the daughter Wanda Townsend had with someone else during an affair.
Not as important as his biological daughter, Vivian Linden.
James Linden made a firm decision:
"Aiden Grant, I will marry your Aunt Sullivan."
"And you must marry Vivian, must redo a grand wedding for her."
"Otherwise, I’ll announce to the media that I’m severing ties with The Grant Family."
Crazy!
Utter madness.
Aiden Grant laughed and looked at James Linden, "Uncle Linden, Vivian Linden is not your biological daughter. Are you sure you want to go to such lengths for this mother and daughter?"
Furious, James Linden snorted harshly, "Nonsense. Tiana is not my biological child."
Aiden Grant: "Uncle Linden, do you dare to get a paternity test with Vivian Linden?"
James Linden: "I would never do such a thing to doubt and harm Vivian."
Aiden Grant: "Then you can doubt and harm Tiana Linden?"
James Linden: "She’s dead, and what more do you want from me? Should I die for a bastard child born from my deceased wife’s affair?"
Upon hearing this, Aiden Grant clenched his fist tightly, "Tiana Linden is not a bastard."
He only hated himself for having no evidence.
James Linden refused to do a paternity test with Vivian Linden.
As he stood up, he bit his back teeth, "Uncle Linden, you will regret it."
Since childhood, he swore to protect Tiana Linden for life without storms and rain.
But all that Tiana experienced later was caused by him.
If he had trusted Tiana a little.
Tiana wouldn’t have been wrongly imprisoned, and he would have long helped her expose Vivian and her mother.
Aiden Grant made a decision, "Uncle Linden, I will clear Tiana Linden’s name."
As he turned to leave, James Linden coldly warned behind him:
"Aiden Grant, if you don’t plan Vivian’s wedding, I will sever ties with The Grant Family."
"I mean it."
"I’ll give you only three days to consider."
Aiden Grant stopped then, resolute, "No need to consider, there’s absolutely no possibility between Vivian Linden and me."
