I wiped away my tears and said, "Grandpa, you haven't seen me get married and start a family yet. Hold on, please hold on."

I hurriedly took out my phone and called Christa. I wanted to reassure my grandpa and fulfill his last wish.

As I listened to the mechanical voice coming from my phone, I was burning with anxiety.

Just as the call was about to end, Christa finally answered. "Christa, can you come to the hospital? My grandpa is not doing well."

But the response I got was erotic gasps. I immediately understood what was happening on the other end.

The call was hung up, and then a WhatsApp message came.

[I told you I'm busy. Why are you calling? Aren't you annoying? Can't you consider my feelings? You're just a clown who can't even show your face.

[I agreed to be your girlfriend, not to be sold to you. Take care of your family problem on your own. It has nothing to do with me.]

I was stunned for a moment.

I felt like I fell into hell again.

"Dylan, Dylan, come quickly. Grandpa is not doing well."

I hung up the phone and when I ran to my grandpa, he had already left.

I was crying uncontrollably while lying on top of him.

I had a blank mind. The person who loved me the most was gone, and I couldn't even fulfill his last wish.

I couldn't even make him die in peace.

When I turned my phone on again, I received tons of WhatsApp messages.

I browsed the messages Matthew had sent me.

The top one was a screenshot of Christa's Instagram post, taken at the time she answered my call.

The caption said: [People come and go, but luckily, you have always been there for me.]

In the photo, Christa was leaning against the head of the bed, cuddling in the arms of her bromeo Joseph Lockwood. There were suspicious red marks on her exposed skin.

A discerning person could tell what had happened at a glance.

[She was so excited that she forgot to block me. Dylan, where are you? We'll be right there with you.

[I guess she has realized it now. The post has been deleted from her Instagram.]

Christa forgot to block many people this time. Many friends sent me "congratulations" messages.

I turned off my phone without expression.

I had long suspected that the relationship between Christa and Joseph was not simple, but Christa said they were just good friends every time.

Over time, I began to think it was all in my imagination.

But now, I had a splitting headache.