Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom
Chapter 1447 The Sole Old Gardener

"I don't know who told her about it later, but she came here with some people, asking me what the master had said to me. I didn't know what she wanted to know, but I refused to admit that I had any private dealings with the master, even if she wanted to beat me to death. I insisted that I was just a gardener." Kenny wiped his eyes, then continued, "So she beat me half to death and ordered some people to ransack my place. But they found nothing, so it ended there."

"What a viper!" I cursed, then asked, "What happened afterwards?"

"Even though I was seriously injured, she refused to let me get any medical attention. I think she didn't care whether I lived or died. I was just an insignificant ant to her. She wanted me to perish!" Kenny gritted his teeth.

"I persisted, telling myself I couldn't die because I had to fulfill the task the master had entrusted to me. I had to keep the keys he had given me safe, so I would be worthy of the master." He looked at Atlas with a face full of joy. "You've suffered, Kenny," Atlas said sincerely. His eyes turned slightly red.

"So that was why you were injured?" I asked.

"My injuries took three months to heal. But they didn't heal properly, which gradually resulted in my current condition, and that's how I became a hunchback," he spoke softly and indifferently.

"You never left this place?" Atlas looked at Kenny with gratitude in his eyes.

"I wanted to leave to replace you, but I didn't know who to ask. The people here had all changed, and I didn't know who was good or bad. I couldn't take the risk."

Atlas grabbed his hand and nodded seriously to show that he understood.

"Besides, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to discover you, since my health was deteriorating. That's why I stayed." Kenny sighed with relief.

"I knew that it would be best to wait here if I wanted to see you. If you were alive, you would return one day. You would return no matter how far you went, because this is your home."

"Stella wanted to come to the flower house. If she hadn't insisted on visiting this place, I might not have come here, and I wouldn't have known that you were still here," Atlas said sincerely. "Miss Stella is a lucky star indeed!" Kenny smiled at me.

"You're right. Stella is my lucky star!

"In the early years, I would

sometimes hear about you, but folks in the courtyard started to leave one by one until, eventually, not a single elderly person remained. All I could do was hope against hope that you would return."

He couldn't control his tears. "You don't know how scared I was, Sir. I was afraid wouldn't be able to fulfill the task the master entrusted to me. I was afraid I'd never see you again! Thank goodness! You're finally back!" Kenny looked up at Atlas with a face full of tear marks, straining his neck.

Atlas reached out and hugged Kenny's hunched body, "You've suffered, Kenny."

"I haven't, Sir! The heavens have finally opened their eyes, and I've finally completed the task the master entrusted to me. Now that I've handed the keys to you, I can die in peace!"

"I won't let you die like this. You have to watch me avenge my parents and Lucille. You have to enjoy life with me. I'll get you out of here," Atlas said earnestly.

"I'm content, Sir! I'm glad to see you alive and grown up with Miss Stella. I'm happy you finally returned!" the old man rambled on incoherently.

"Where did you hide the keys back then? Why didn't they replace them?" I asked curiously.

"Ah, I hid them in the tree trunk. I dodged a bullet there. Later, they cut down a lot of trees in the courtyard, and I was afraid they might get lost, so I took them out and kept moving them." I understood the fear, anxiety, and nervousness Kenny must have felt that time.

"After that, I didn't go anywhere,

stopped interacting with anyone,

and just stayed in the flower house Gradually, she stopped bothering me." Kenny sighed. "But I was anxious since I heard no news about Mr.Atlas."

Before we could finish speaking, we saw Tris suddenly walking quickly towards us.