"Anna..." Master Bailey held the girl's hand, "you came to see me."
The girl smiled, "Yes, Grandpa."
"Good girl, play chess with your grandpa." Master Bailey's eyes were cloudy, his hand grasping in the air, and then he suddenly asked uncomfortably, "Where is Wayne? Why hasn't he come back yet? Did he quarrel with you again?"
"..."
"Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I won't let you be bullied." Master Bailey held her hand tightly, "It's all my fault, it's grandpa's fault..."
...
Anna Jadwin stood far away in the flower corridor, watching Master Bailey in the wheelchair with blurred eyes.
Three years ago, he had been very strong, walking everywhere with full vigor, holding a cane to hit Raphael, playing golf, and occasionally riding a horse at the equestrian club...
He said he could live another ten to eight years waiting for her to have a baby.
But in just three years, Master Bailey's legs were no longer good!
