Chapter 1149 Margaret’s Love
When Margaret first met Wolf, he looked pitiful and shabby.
No one would have imagined that the filthy and skinny child was actually a fearsome ancient beast. Till now, his identity remained hidden to all but the most proficient medium.
Wolf had yet to awaken his powers, not to mention he appeared honest and unthreatening.
Back then, Margaret found him cowering in the corner on a rainy day, as if he was a homeless stray. And he was quite ferocious, staring into the other’s eyes with a glaring
gaze.
Believing that the child was mentally ill, someone called the police. However, the police found no record of him in the blood bank and concluded he was an orphan.
Since the orphanage couldn’t take him in, the authorities decided to classify the case as a missing child incident and close it.
Wolf was far from calm and obedient back then. As he was unable to utter a word, he
could only glare daggers at others.
His menacing demeanor was enough to instill fear in ordinary people. He even tried to bite
the police when they attempted to take him away.
If Margaret hadn’t stepped in and adopted Wolf, he would’ve been sent to the youth detention center and undergone a psychiatric evaluation.
While it took Margaret a few trips to gather the relevant documents, she managed to
complete the adoption process with the profits from the massage parlor.
The neighbors believed that Margaret held a special place in Wolf’s heart. Little did they know, part of the reason for Wolf’s obedience was due to Wynter’s harsh beating.
Following Wynter’s example, Wolf treated those she trusted with kindness while beating up anyone who annoyed him.
Yet, Wolf only felt warmth in Margaret’s presence. Though he had lost his memories, his
instincts warned him of the imminent danger.
He refused to let anyone approach him, believing they sought to exploit him. His fear and
anxiety even drove him to bite Margaret frequently.
Despite the bite marks on her arms, Margaret stroked Wolf’s head gently. “I’m not a
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stranger; I’m your grandma. Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you. Here, have some pasta.”
After a few repetitions of the same situation, Wolf came to realize that he was safe in this house.
Margaret’s kindness wasn’t a
to exploit him. Wolf’s thinking was direct and simple–if
he worked harder, Margaret wood treat him well.
As an ancient beast, Chaos had always been straightforward in his thinking and behavior. Obviously, he could feel the love from the ones around him.
However, Whitley felt that there was more than that. Yet, he couldn’t describe the feeling.
In truth, Whitley also enjoyed being near Margaret, who exuded a gentle and calming air. He could even smell the scent of herbs around her and longed to settle by her side.
Noticing Whitley’s unusualness, Wynter cast a glance at Dalton and signaled him to chat with Margaret.
Dalton sat courteously in his seat. Though he seemed imposing in his suit, he carried an air of sophistication when talking with his elders.
Thank you for staying by Wynter’s side these few days,” Margaret remarked before
erupting into a violent cough. It seemed that she had been suppressing it.
With age, Margaret had learned to understand certain things and let go of her grudges. She
shifted her gaze to Wynter and Whitley, who were chatting under the tree.
I’m blessed to have Wynter as my granddaughter. I was worried that she’ll suffer
grievances in Kingbourne,” she said with a faint smile.
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