Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105

With the master’s words, I recalled the scene when my grandmother

gave me the bracelet that day, and a strong sense of guilt welled up in my heart.

I asked him, “Could it be fixed?”

The master said, “For treasures like this, I would naturally use the best techniques to repair them, but…”

“Money is not a problem, as long as it can be fixed,” I quickly responded.

“It’s not a matter of money, but even if it is repaired perfectly, to the point where not even a trace of a crack can be seen, it still exists with a crack.”

“Ah, what a pity.”

I lowered my gaze, feeling a surge of sadness in my heart.

Yeah.

No matter how perfectly the bracelet was repaired, that crack always remained in Grandma’s heart.

The bracelet repair cost fifty thousand.

After I made the payment, I looked at the remaining three thousand in my account and smiled bitterly.

Luckily, I still had a job, and luckily, my brother let me stay in his

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rented house.

Otherwise, I would really have no money to live on.

Coming out of the processing shop, I was originally planning to go back, but then I remembered my grandmother who was still in the hospital, so I decided to go and see her.

As long as I didn’t meet Reynaldo, it was fine.

To check on Grandma’s condition and make sure she was fine, so that I could fully relax.

There was a direct subway to the hospital, and taking the subway was much more comfortable than taking the bus.

I wish there was a subway that could take me to my rented place.

On the subway, I asked Winston for my grandmother’s ward number.

I arrived at the hospital in just half an hour and went straight to the Inpatient Department on the tenth floor.

I arrived at the door of my grandmother’s hospital room, but I didn’t dare to go in and see her directly. I could only peek at her through the small window on the door panel.

As long as she was okay, I would leave.

However, when I looked inside, I immediately saw Reynaldo.

He sat by the bedside, holding a storybook, and was telling a story tot his grandmother.

The soft light fell on him, giving him a gentle touch throughout his whole being.

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I watched him silently, feeling a sourness in my nose.

The previous Reynaldo, he was also gentle like this, but I lost him..

I took a slight breath, suppressed the bitterness in my heart, and looked at my grandmother.

“Who?”

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