Chapter 840

A sense of familiarity budded in her heart as Genevieve stared at the girl in the photo.

I feel like I've seen her before, but I might be wrong. They lost the girl when she was five or six. There's
no way I know her.

Not wanting the sickly old man to dwell on the sadness, Genevieve took the photo away. “Old Mr.
Zeigler, what about I read you the novel—Her Tearoom—by Francis of Frosa?”

“I know this book,” Herbert replied. A smile broke out on his face as he reminisced about the past.

“Harriet asked me to buy that book when I went to Frosa for work, but because there weren't many
published copies, I went all over the country just to look for it. It was not until night that I found it at a
bookstore, and the customs officials almost stopped me from going through. Harriet was so happy she
kissed me repeatedly when I passed her the book.”

Genevieve's heart warmed as she listened to Herbert recounting the story.

For the whole morning, Genevieve sat beside him under the sun and read to him the book until the
housekeeper knocked on the door.

“It's time for lunch, Old Mr. Zeigler,” Genevieve reminded, closing the book.

“I want to hear more. Lunch can wait,” he insisted. Herbert felt reluctant to leave because listening to
Genevieve while resting under the sun made him feel as if Harriet was still beside him.

“This can wait, though. You might get a stomachache if you don't eat on time,” Genevieve persuaded,



shaking her head.

She got up from the chair and went over. “Let's go. I promise I'll read you five more pages after your
siesta,” she suggested with a smile.

“All right. Don't go back on your words.” The old man finally relented and got up.

The dishes were served when they arrived downstairs, but no one else was seated at the table.
“Where's Yuvan?” Herbert asked.

“Mr. Yuvan called at eleven, saying he won't be back for lunch,” the housekeeper replied.

Herbert nodded and sat down for a meal with Genevieve.

Ten minutes after lunch, the housekeeper went to the living room with some liquid medicine. “It's time
to take your medicine, General Zeigler.”

Herbert was annoyed at the sight of the medicine, for he had taken it for almost a month. “Take it away.
I don't need it. I'm still strong, and I can even go fishing.”

The housekeeper looked at him, troubled. “But Mr. Yuvan said you must have it. The doctor prescribed
it—”

“Oh! So, what he says carries weight, but not what I say?” Herbert snapped in agitation. The woman
was so scared she froze where she was, not knowing what to do.

Seeing this, Genevieve quickly got up and took medicine from her before sitting down beside Herbert.



“You're still recovering, Old Mr. Zeigler. That's why you need to have this,” she explained, swirling the
liquid to cool it.

She got up from the chair and went over. “Let's go. I promise I'll read you five more pages after your
siesta,” she suggested with a smile.

Her words fell into silence. It was apparent that Herbert was did not want to take the medicine at all.

“What about I read you eight pages later in the afternoon?” Genevieve cajoled. “We can even go hiking
together once you get better. Don't you like seeing sunrise?”

Herbert looked at her and asked in suspicion, “Do you mean it?”

“Of course!” Genevieve assured. “We can go anywhere, anytime, once you recover!”

As she spoke, she scooped the medicine with a spoon and brought it close to Herbert, who eventually
drank it after a moment of hesitation.

His amenable behavior reminded Genevieve of her own granddad and granny.

Her granddad passed on because of ill health when Genevieve was still young. Not even two years
later, her granny also passed away. Then, the Rachford family hit a rough patch, and Genevieve's
grandma left, leaving the girl with no one to take care of her.

After Herbert finished his medicine, Genevieve sent him back to his room for a nap and went to call



Lucian.

“Mom, I feel like I just got a new godfather,” Lucian informed coldly over the phone. “He has been
coming to see Aunt Jojo over the past two days. Sometimes, he comes in the afternoon, and the two
will stay in the greenhouse for the whole afternoon. I can tell he likes Aunt Jojo a lot.”

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