Chapter 497 - 497: Old Rowe Mentally Sick

The hall was quiet in the dimness of the early morning. There were only a few votive candles in the corner, and the light was feeble.

Granny Rowe opened her eyes wide, only to see the shadow of a man cast by the candle upon the wall. The shadow flickered in the quietness.

It didn't look like the priest in this church but like a man in a suit. However, there should be no other guests...

Suddenly, the figure reminded her of a man.

Granny Rowe was so badly frightened that she dared not move.

That was impossible! The man was dead! Did God know what she had done and sent the man back to punish her?

Cold sweat started out on her backbone. She stood straight, rushing to the door, but found it unable to pull it open.

The door had been locked.

A deadly fear swept over her, and she began to cry. "Somebody! Open the door!"

Just then, a sudden gust of wind from the open window puffed the candles out. The hall became darker.

Granny Rowe turned and saw the shadow flitted across the corner of the wall.

That man again!

She exclaimed, covering her mouth, and trembling. She did a lot of bad things in her life, and she was always afraid she would have to give payment for the wrongs.

Turning to the door, she was about to knock it for help when she suddenly heard light footsteps behind her!

She had no time to figure out if a ghost had footsteps. When she turned and realized what she had seen, she was struck dumb with fear, so frightened that she could scarcely cry out!

By very little light through the window, she saw a bowed man in a workman's suit limping slowly toward him. Blood soaked down his clothes. He moved very slowly as if he was seriously injured. She couldn't see his face, but she knew who the man was! The photo of his body was still in her mind! When the man came closer, he slowly lifted his bloody hand, blood dripping on the floor...

Granny Rowe throbbed at the dreadful sight. She was all weak and unconsciously collapsed to her knees.

"Let me go! Please don't come to me! Yes, I killed you to let your wife marry my son... But what do you want after all these years? We've taken good care of your wife, and your daughter even ruined the happiness of my granddaughter! What do you still want? Enough! Don't come back...Stay away from me!" She cried, her face pale as death, and her lips were trembling.

The man didn't stop but moved closer towards her.

Granny Rowe couldn't stand the thrill any longer. Before the man touched her, she turned up her eyes and fell into a faint.

The man stopped and looked back.

Savannah came out from behind a pillar, with a blue face and clenched fists. Her eyes blazed hatred as she stared at the old lady who collapsed at the door.

"Miss Schultz. The old woman was frightened to death. She couldn't get out of bed for several days. It's getting late, and I'm afraid the priest will come back soon. Let's go." The man, to be exact, the private investigator, said to Savannah as he cleaned up the chicken blood on the floor quickly.

Savannah paid him and arranged the scene at GC church today.

Her purpose was to scare Granny Rowe and admonished her for doing wrong. She didn't expect the old lady would admit to her murder.

No wonder she was so scared. How could she live peacefully with such a wicked crime on her conscience? 

So, her dad's car accident was planned by the old woman.

Savannah clenched his fingers firmly to endure the anger. She really wanted to hit the old woman to death to get revenge on her father!

But, no, she couldn't.

For an old woman who had lived most of her life, death was too simple for her.

What's more, such revenge was the stupidest way. She couldn't send herself to jail.

If she went to jail, the others of the Rowe family would be safe, and she didn't believe Mr. Rowe really knew anything about it.

She wouldn't just kill the old woman. The biggest fear in life is not death but hopelessness. She would make her days and nights full of anguish, suffering, and pain!

At the thought of this, Savannah kicked Granny Rowe in the face and left with the private investigator through the back door.

***

In a private hospital, Granny Rowe was lying in bed, pale as a sheet. While she was on a drip, she was still murmuring unconsciously, "don't come…Get away from me… No..."

Ethan and Lionel stood outside the ward with the doctor, looking anxiously at Granny Rowe.

Two days before, she fainted in the GC church and was sent to the hospital by the priest. Since that, she had been like this and couldn't wake up.

"Doctor, what's wrong with my grandmother?" Lionel asked anxiously.

"Mrs. Rowe is fine physically, but she seems to have a mental disorder, for she was badly scarred. We recommend her to take some medicine and stay in bed to recover slowly."

Mental disorder? The father and the son were shocked.

Lionel sighed. After his grandma was taken to the hospital, he went to the GC church to investigate what had happened. Unfortunately, there was no modern surveillance in the hall of the church.

The priest said that his grandma wanted to pray alone and send him away. When he came back to the hall, he found her lying insensible on the floor.

"Dad, you've been accompanying grandma for a whole day. It's time to go back and have a rest," he said to Ethan, who looked rather tired.

Ethan took one look at his old mother in the ward, sighed, and nodded.

Not long after Ethan left, Charlotte came with an angry look on her face.

She had stayed in her room every day, so they didn't tell her when Granny Rowe was sent to the hospital.

Unexpectedly, she heard about it and came herself.

"I came to see grandma," Charlotte stared at the ward with red eyes and said in a low voice, "what happened to her?"

"It's not clear," Lionel sighed, "she's asleep now, don't worry. She'll be fine."

Charlotte's expression relaxed a little, but then she pinched her fist and said through clenched teeth, "it must be that bitch! Savannah did it! Our family has had very frustrating days since she met mom and stayed! Needless to say, it must be her!"

"Charlotte, don't talk nonsense!"