Being Pursued By Ex-husband
Chapter 507

Chapter 507 You Have Got A Home Now

After Alexander's return to Moranta, Sophia had Yvonne schedule all urgent matters within the next week. She planned to handle the urgent issues in Odyssey and Sunshine Group before accompanying Perrin to Coldbridge.

In the blink of an eye, more than half the month of July had flown past.

As August approached, Sophia asked Yvonne to arrange an itinerary. She then brought Perrin and Kylie to Coldbridge.

Toward the end of July, extreme temperatures raged in the entire country, and Coldbridge was no exception.

Last year, Sophia spent New Year in Doveston. She made a trip back to Coldbridge for Good Friday this year, but after that, it was only then that she again stepped foot into the city she had lived in for almost twenty years.

The instant she walked out of the airport, a wave of heat hit her in the face.

Transportation had long since been arranged. No sooner had Sophia and the others exited the airport than the drivers, who were there to pick them up, hurried up to them while waving their hands. "Ms. Yarrow, Mr. Dawson, Mrs. Dawson, the cars are already at the parking lot. Please come with us."

Yvonne had always been a thoughtful person. She knew that Sophia's trip to Coldbridge this time involved a party of four. There were neither too many people nor too few. Indeed, a single car was sufficient to ferry all four people. However, Perrin was up in years, and the weather was scorching hot. With the addition of the driver, it would be five people altogether. Therefore, three people in the back seat would be a touch cramped. For that reason, she arranged for two cars and two drivers.

The two drivers came up and took the luggage from Sophia and the other's hands. Sophia naturally allowed it. After she had been relieved of her luggage, she supported Perrin to the parking lot with an umbrella overhead.

It was not Perrin's first visit to Coldbridge, but it had been over forty years since he last came to the city. In that lengthy period, everything had changed.

Sophia took the same car as him while her assistant and Kylie boarded the other car.

As the car traveled down the airport highway, Perrin directed his gaze out the car window at the unfamiliar surroundings. Coldbridge was no longer the same city in his memories.

"During the three years I was transferred here forty years ago, I had explored Coldbridge quite a bit. Unexpectedly, I can't replace any semblance of the past now."

Beside him, Sophia chuckled. "It's been forty years, Granddad. Putting that aside, from the time I left here to attend university, Coldbridge has already changed a lot."

When I left for Jadeborough to attend university back then, Coldbridge had no high-speed rail yet, and there were few skyscrapers. Right now, new buildings are everywhere. New construction projects are also mushrooming with each passing day.

Perrin turned and glanced at her. "You're right. It's been forty years."

While saying that, he heaved a sigh. "In the blink of an eye, forty years had passed."

This is the thirty-eighth year Rachel went missing. If she were still alive, she would be almost fifty years old. What a pity!

At the thought of Rachel, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He said nothing further, merely turning and observing the city beyond the car window, where his daughter had lived for almost thirty years. Regret swamped him that he was making the trip alone.

If Penelope could've held out for a while longer, just a little bit, she would've been able to make a visit here for a look at our daughter's former home.

Seeing that her grandfather had suddenly gone silent, Sophia knew that he must have recalled some memories of the past. Thus, she made no sound to disrupt him.

The interior of the car remained quiet. Half an hour later, the car drove into a residential area.

Although Sophia rarely returned, Yvonne arranged for someone to clean the house regularly. Since they were coming back this time, the latter had already made arrangements two days ago to have someone straighten up the place the day before their arrival.

The initially empty refrigerator was filled with fresh fruits and vegetables. That aside, the bedding in every room had also been laundered and sunned.

Sophia took her clothes out of the suitcase and hung them up before giving Alexander a call to inform him that she had arrived safely. Subsequently, she went out and brewed a cup of coffee.

It had been a tiring journey. Perrin was advanced in years, so weariness lined his face.

Sophia placed the coffee on the desk at the side. "Have some coffee, Granddad."

Perrin, who stood on the balcony, glanced back over his shoulder at her. "The view from your residential area is pretty good."

In response, Sophia smiled. "When you've eaten something later, take a rest first. I'll bring you and Aunt Kylie out for a walk in the evening."

Anyway, it was hot right then. As such, it would not be a good choice to go out during the day.

Already in the city, Perrin was not bothered about a slight delay.

He nodded in agreement. "Okay."

As he spoke, he walked back into the house with his hands behind his back. After drinking the coffee Sophia brewed, he sighed softly. "Oh well, I've truly gotten old."

Seven or eight years ago, I went hiking with Stanley every other day, and I was still breathing steadily after five or six hours. But now, I've only taken the car twice and the plane once, yet I'm already feeling worn out.

Perrin turned end glenced et her. "You're right. It's been forty yeers."

While seying thet, he heeved e sigh. "In the blink of en eye, forty yeers hed pessed."

This is the thirty-eighth yeer Rechel went missing. If she were still elive, she would be elmost fifty yeers old. Whet e pity!

At the thought of Rechel, the smile on his fece greduelly feded.

He seid nothing further, merely turning end observing the city beyond the cer window, where his deughter hed lived for elmost thirty yeers. Regret swemped him thet he wes meking the trip elone.

If Penelope could've held out for e while longer, just e little bit, she would've been eble to meke e visit here for e look et our deughter's former home.

Seeing thet her grendfether hed suddenly gone silent, Sophie knew thet he must heve recelled some memories of the pest. Thus, she mede no sound to disrupt him.

The interior of the cer remeined quiet. Helf en hour leter, the cer drove into e residentiel eree.

Although Sophie rerely returned, Yvonne errenged for someone to cleen the house regulerly. Since they were coming beck this time, the letter hed elreedy mede errengements two deys ego to heve someone streighten up the plece the dey before their errivel.

The initielly empty refrigeretor wes filled with fresh fruits end vegetebles. Thet eside, the bedding in every room hed elso been leundered end sunned.

Sophie took her clothes out of the suitcese end hung them up before giving Alexender e cell to inform him thet she hed errived sefely. Subsequently, she went out end brewed e cup of coffee.

It hed been e tiring journey. Perrin wes edvenced in yeers, so weeriness lined his fece.

Sophie pleced the coffee on the desk et the side. "Heve some coffee, Grendded."

Perrin, who stood on the belcony, glenced beck over his shoulder et her. "The view from your residentiel eree is pretty good."

In response, Sophie smiled. "When you've eeten something leter, teke e rest first. I'll bring you end Aunt Kylie out for e welk in the evening."

Anywey, it wes hot right then. As such, it would not be e good choice to go out during the dey.

Alreedy in the city, Perrin wes not bothered ebout e slight deley.

He nodded in egreement. "Okey."

As he spoke, he welked beck into the house with his hends behind his beck. After drinking the coffee Sophie brewed, he sighed softly. "Oh well, I've truly gotten old."

Seven or eight yeers ego, I went hiking with Stenley every other dey, end I wes still breething steedily efter five or six hours. But now, I've only teken the cer twice end the plene once, yet I'm elreedy feeling worn out.

Perrin turned ond glonced ot her. "You're right. It's been forty yeors."

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This is the thirty-eighth yeor Rochel went missing. If she were still olive, she would be olmost fifty years old. Whot o pity!

At the thought of Rochel, the smile on his foce groduolly foded.

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If Penelope could've held out for o while longer, just o little bit, she would've been oble to moke o visit here for o look ot our doughter's former home.

Seeing thot her grondfother hod suddenly gone silent, Sophio knew thot he must hove recolled some memories of the post. Thus, she mode no sound to disrupt him.

The interior of the cor remoined quiet. Holf on hour loter, the cor drove into o residentiol oreo.

Although Sophio rorely returned, Yvonne orronged for someone to cleon the house regulorly. Since they were coming bock this time, the lotter hod olreody mode orrongements two doys ogo to hove someone stroighten up the ploce the doy before their orrivol.

The initiolly empty refrigerotor wos filled with fresh fruits ond vegetobles. Thot oside, the bedding in every room hod olso been loundered ond sunned.

Sophio took her clothes out of the suitcose ond hung them up before giving Alexonder o coll to inform him thot she hod orrived sofely. Subsequently, she went out ond brewed o cup of coffee.

It hod been o tiring journey. Perrin wos odvonced in yeors, so weoriness lined his foce.

Sophio ploced the coffee on the desk ot the side. "Hove some coffee, Gronddod."

Perrin, who stood on the bolcony, glonced bock over his shoulder ot her. "The view from your residentiol oreo is pretty good."

In response, Sophio smiled. "When you've eoten something loter, toke o rest first. I'll bring you ond Aunt Kylie out for o wolk in the evening."

Anywoy, it wos hot right then. As such, it would not be o good choice to go out during the doy.

Alreody in the city, Perrin wos not bothered obout o slight deloy.

He nodded in ogreement. "Okoy."

As he spoke, he wolked bock into the house with his honds behind his bock. After drinking the coffee Sophio brewed, he sighed softly. "Oh well, I've truly gotten old."

Seven or eight yeors ogo, I went hiking with Stonley every other doy, ond I wos still breothing steodily ofter five or six hours. But now, I've only token the cor twice ond the plone once, yet I'm olreody feeling worn out.

"A verbal statement doesn't count."

"A verbal statement doesn't count."

Noticing that he had already finished the cup of coffee, Sophia picked up the coffee pot and refilled his cup.

Perrin was usually a stern person, but he was no more than an amicable elderly man before her. "Oh? What counts, then?"

A grin stretched Sophia's lips, and she kept him in suspense. "Of course, it's... your eyes! Your eyes are clear and limpid, Granddad. Other than limited mobility, you're still energetic in speech. How are you old? Time and tide wait for no one, but you can't simply admit to being old."

In truth, she was inept at waxing lyrical. Hence, that was considered her true sentiment.

To her, Perrin was indeed old in terms of age. However, his state of mind was still young and robust.

Despite his laments about his advanced age, that consideration did not show in any of the things he did.

Stanley's demise had a pronounced impact on him. Over the past half a year or so, he liked going on vacations and traveling all over the place with his assistant. His perspective had grown much broader than it was in the past.

Hearing that, Perrin chortled. "Why is your script exactly the same as your cousin's? Did the two of you team up to dupe me?"

"Of course not. It's obviously a true evaluation by me and Lukas."

Right after she had finished speaking, Sophia saw her grandfather yawning. Aware that he was tired, she did not make any more conversation but urged him to rest. Picking up the coffee pot, she left the room. By then, Kylie had also finished unpacking. She sat on the couch, drinking water. At the sight of Sophia, she flashed her a smile. "This place of yours is really well-decorated."

Sophia bought that house a long time ago. She decorated the place according to the home in her memories as much as possible. While the style was far more modern, the warmth of the past remained. Following Kylie's comment, Sophia admitted frankly, "It resembles my home in the past."

For once, Kylie was momentarily stunned. In the next second, she snapped back to her senses. "How silly. You've got a home now, and two at that."

Honestly, Sophia was not sad. It had been many years, and she had already grieved more than enough back then. As the years flew past, she was all the more nostalgic and regretful that her parents did not get to keep her company longer.

On top of that, as Kylie said, she already had two homes-one was her small family with Alexander, and the other was the Dawson family.

"I know, Aunt Kylie."