Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149 

My heart sank as I grabbed the janitor’s hand. “Where’s the person who stayed here?” 

The janitor looked confused but answered, “She’s gone.” 

done? What did that mean? 

Istumbled back, the strength draining from my body. 

Liam was quick to catch me before I collapsed. 

“What do you mean gone? Explain yourself,” Liam demanded. 

“She was taken away,” the janitor said, eyeing us carefully. “Who are you to her?” 

“Where did they take her? When? Who took her?” I could barely get the words out through my tears. “I’m her granddaughter. Please, tell us. 

The janitor’s eyes widened in surprise. “I didn’t know she had other family members! Oh, you’re too late. About two hours ago, a middle–aged man came in with a 

oup of people and took her. 

“Was that man your father? You’d better take good care of your grandmother. You don’t know how sad it’s been. He dumped her here months ago and hasn’t visited Chce, only sending people with medication. How pitiful.” 

That jerk! That despicable, heartless jeld 

The little bit of hope I had vanished once again. Already weakened, I felt the world go darkcand passed out. 

I was back in a hospital room when I regained consciousness. 

The sterile smell of disinfectant filled my nose, and I saw Liam standing by the window, talking on the phone. The moment he noticed I was awake, he hurriedly hung up. 

“Evelyn, I’m sorry.” Liam handed me a glass of water, his head hanging low, his eyes red with guilt, 

“What are you apologizing for?” My voice was hoarse, and the crushing despair made it hard for me to speak 

“I found out that the staff tipped off jack because I sent people to check on your grandmother’s room,” Liam said, his voice thick with regret. 

I sighed. Who could 1 blame? Liam had only ever tried to help me. I wasn’t the type to repay kindness with resentment. 

It was clear now–Jack was using Grandma to blackmail me and protect himself. 

own foolishness for thinking I could stand up to the Graysons,” I said, turning my head away as my eyes filled with tears, 

“It’s not your fault. It’s my own 

At that moment, Liam’s phone rang again. He glanced at me, hesitated, and declined the call. However, the caller was persistent and rang again. 

“Why aren’t you answering the call?” 

“It’s nothing, just some girl calling me. You know I’m a chickmagnet, Liam joked half–heartedly, forcing a smile, but I could see the guilt beneath his facade. “If only it were a girl,” I said, calm but knowing. “Is it about the land deal?”