Chapter 420 - Loneliness

Deon raised his thick eyebrows and was ready to say something. But Bernice held him back. "What are you doing? It's a miracle that Emma is finally interested in a guy, but what are you going to do? If you dare to separate them, I won't let you get away with it!"

"That man..." Deon turned around and saw Allen and Felice wiping their tears. For a moment, he was at a loss for words. He could only swallow the protest.

Only a few days after his daughter was back, Deon got a son-in-law and a grandson. Before he could digest the sudden change, his in-laws were crying in front of him.

What Deon hated the most was seeing people crying. Those who begged for mercy always had endless tears, but he had never gone soft-hearted. To him, those tears were like blood flowing along with the knife when necks were cut open. They were cheap and stinking.

But he did not know if it was because of his aging, or the death of Riley, or the departure of Emma and Bernice, now, when he stood here watching the group crying their eyes out, he was possessed by the same sorrow.

Or maybe it was because the kid was his grandson.

So his emotions squeezed out a little of his rare tears. But sure enough, the tears evaporated before they could connect with the air.

Felice and Allen had seen Deon before. In the police station, they had watched the way Deon taking Emma away and heading back triumphantly as the leader of his lot.

Felice and Allen would probably never get themselves involved with such a family for their whole lives. But Emma and Jaquan were grown-ups and had gone through so many twists and turns before they finally had their son back. So now Felice had no objections to their marriage at all. She would even say yes if they asked her to arrange their wedding tomorrow.

But judging from the current situation, maybe Emma's parents were the ones against them being together.

Deon had been solemn all the time. He had been a leader for so long and was always wearing a long face. Over time, he looked intimidating even when he wasn't in a bad mood. As a result, no one dared to get close to him. Bernice, on the other hand, was gentle and petite. And she was not afraid to speak to Deon. The two of them looked like the real-life version of Beauty and the Beast in their middle-aged.

Felice held her tears back and planned to bond with her in-laws. After pondering for a while with Allen, she walked over to Bernice and Deon and said, "We're sorry."

Bernice did not know who Felice was, but she could somehow pick up the similarities between the young man and Felice and Allen's facial features. So she guessed that they might be the young man's parents.

Then she smiled and said, "You don't have to apologize. We just found out about it a few hours ago as well."

She thought that Jaquan's parents apologized because they had hidden the existence of Stony from the Albertons family.

But hearing her, Felice and Allen answered in confusion, "We just found out today as well. No, only till yesterday afternoon did we find out about it."

Eyes widened, Deon rose his voice, "What did you mean?!"

Felice and Allen took a step back out of instinct, "Sorry..."

Bernice tugged at Deon's arm and whispered, "Don't scare them."

The tense muscles on Deon's face relaxed a little, but he was just less frightening. His eyes were still wide open.

Bernice asked, "What do you mean by saying that? We don't get it. What do you mean only till yesterday afternoon you did find out about it?"

Felice and Allen looked at each other and told the Albertons all the details they remembered.

The more Deon listened to them, the more confused he became. He had always believed that bastard Jaquan had deceived his daughter and even tricked her into giving birth to Stony. If it hadn't been for the fact that Stony was missing and that Emma liked Jaquan, Deon would have killed Jaquan long ago. Otherwise, how on earth would Jaquan still be alive and kicking now?

But it turned out that Jaquan's parents and even Jaquan found out that the boy was Jaquan's son only yesterday afternoon. It sounded too ridiculous. Deon looked stunned throughout the explanation.

After hearing them out, Bernice figured out why Emma had said that she was Stony's only parent that day.

"Come on. Let's talk over there."

There were too many outsiders here. Bernice pointed to a room. "Let's get in and talk more about it. It's warmer inside."

Felice and Allen nodded. Hopping, Felice followed Bernice with the help of Allen.

Bernice blurted out, "What happened to your leg?"

"I fell accidentally." Felice cut it short.

Trying to leave a favorable impression on the Albertons, Allen explained, "When Felice heard what happened to the kid yesterday, she was so worried that she fell. She refused to go to the hospital and just sat on the floor crying..."

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about?" Embarrassed, Felice almost wanted to kick her husband. So Allen shut up immediately.

Bernice liked Felice even more. Then the group entered the room.

As for Ferne, he felt like he had just come off a roller coaster. He had gone through all of those ups and downs in such a short time. The moment Stony coughed, he jumped into the arms of a man standing next to him. Excited, he was like a gorilla that had just been set free from its cage.

But the next second, he looked down and realized that the one holding him was Noah.

He bounced off him in no time with awkwardness written all over his face. Then he looked around to see if anyone noticed them. Fortunately, everyone was staring at Jaquan and his family. No one noticed Ferne and Noah.

"Why... Why are you here?" Ferne put on a deadpan mask, trying to conceal his thrill deep down.

"I told you on the phone. You didn't hear me?" Noah tilted his head as he looked at Ferne. Then he reached out and pulled out a tiny earphone from Ferne's ear.

The place touched by Noah's rough finger was burning. Ferne rubbed his ears. "Huh? I don't know. I was just... Well, I was... Oh, right! Stony is still alive." He chuckled before continued, "Your timing is perfect. He is... You... What were you going to tell me?"

Noah looked at him with narrowed eyes. "Are you alright?"

Ferne took a deep breath. "I'm fine."

"I caught two of them, but one got away." After checking the earphone, Noah tossed it back to Ferne. "I've had them taken to the car and guarded. The police station is here. So there's nothing more I can do. I should head back."

"Did you ask them any questions?"

"I asked some. But neither of them said anything. It will depend on your following interrogation." Noah lifted the corner of his lips and formed a half-smile. It happened so fast that Ferne almost thought he had imagined it.

Ferne followed Noah out of the door of House of Hope. Noah stopped and turned to stare at him. "Are you sure you're fine?"

"I'm fine. I'm brilliant." Guilty, Ferne wondered if Noah had seen through him by the plain look on his face. But it was impossible, wasn't it?

Noah pointed behind him. "The police car is over there. Why are you following me?"

Ferne was at a loss for words.

House of Hope was surrounded. At the same time, Leon and his brother Nikhil's places were encircled by the police. As for Branden Potter, the founder of House of Hope, he was also taken to the police station for the investigation.

Ferne returned to the police car and opened the door to take a look. Under the light in the car were two men. One was Leon, abbot of the GY Temple. And the other was Jamie, director of the City Hospital.

So the one who ran away was that middle-aged woman.

Ferne closed the door and watched as Noah's back slowly disappeared into the darkness afar. Before he knew it, he was lost in thought as he stared in the direction.

A plain-clothed policeman beside him had been talking. It took him a while before he realized that Ferne was absent-minded. So he gave Ferne a pat. "Ferne, what are you looking at?"

Ferne snapped his gaze back. "Nothing. Let's go."

He was somehow overwhelmed by sadness when watching Noah walk into the darkness alone.. It was as if he could feel the loneliness from that tall figure.