Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16 Irwins’ Family Banquet 

The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky at Irwin Family residence. 

After dinner, Mr. Zack Irwin looked down at his children and grandchildren with undisguised joy on his face. Each of them had grown up, and one was more outstanding than the other. He was satisfied, extremely satisfied. 

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Mr. Zack beckoned Jackson to come over. “Jackson, come here and let grandfather have a good look at you.” 

Jackson’s grandfather was Mr. Zack’s best friend, and their families had been long-time acquaintances. Although Jackson’s grandfather had passed away a long time ago, their relationship. remained intact and strong. 

“Go on,” Flora’s eyes were gentle and lightly patted Jackson. 

“Alright mom.” Jackson stood up and approached Mr. Zack, squatting down on one knee. “Grandfather.” 

Mr. Zack was nearly ninety years old, but he was in high spirits and didn’t look like someone approaching ninety. He held Jackson’s hand, looking him up and down then nodded. “Not bad, much better compared to three years ago.” 

Squeezing Jackson’s arm he said, “You’ve gained some muscles. Very good, Bravo!” 

Flora chimed in, “After three years of nurturing, if he hadn’t grown up well, I wouldn’t have let him come back.” 

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Mr. Zack said solemnly, “That’s right!” 

After conversing with Jackson, the old patriarch looked at Uriah. 

As usual, Uriah remained quiet. 

He hardly spoke. 

“Uriah, come with me to the study room.” 

“Alright.” Uriah put down his coffee cup and walked over, following Mr. Zack upstairs. 

Once the old patriarch went upstairs, everyone engaged in their own conversations. The atmosphere was pleasant. 

Jackson looked around and noticed that someone was missing. 

“Mom, didn’t you say Uriah got married? Why haven’t I seen his wife?” 

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The two families had a good relationship and often held family banquets. They would return to the ancestral home and gather together for a meal when everyone had time. Due to Jackson’s illness, he couldn’t come back to join the gathering. 

If Uriah got married, his wife would naturally be present. 

Throughout the evening, Jackson hadn’t seen anyone except Uriah alone. 

Flora’s face changed slightly as she whispered to him, ” Uriah got divorced.” 

Jackson furrowed his brow. 

He remembered his mother telling him that Uriah was very fond of 

his wife, Ms. Alva and insisted on marrying her even though everyone objected because she was an ordinary woman from an incompatible background. 

How come they got divorced so soon? 

Upstairs in the study room, Mr. Zack looked at Uriah. His features resembled Madam Candice Floris, but his face resembled his second son. However, his temperament was reminiscent of no one in particular. 

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Dominant, assertive, and ruthless. Uriah was skilled at playing the business game and he had never once disappointed Mr. Zack. 

However, when it involved a relationship, it seemed that this grandson of his, was about to stumble. 

Uriah, Grandfather heard some things and would like to ask you a few questions.” 

“Grandfather, please ask.” 

Jackson finished conversing with the elderly in the living room and went outside. The cool breeze brushed against him, with the moon hanging from the branches and stars scattered across the sky. It was indeed a beautiful night. 

He wondered how Alva was doing. 

Jackson picked up his phone and dialled Alva’s number. 

“Alva, have you eaten? 

“Yes, I have.” 

“Is the food the servant prepared to your liking?” 

“It’s good. I’m not picky.” 

“That’s great.” 

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As Uriah came out from the study room, he saw Jackson standing outside making a phone call. There was a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with tenderness. All of this was because of the person on the other end of the phone whom Jackson was talking to. 

After chatting with Alva for a while, Jackson hung up, turned and walked inside. He wanted to visit Alva. 

As he turned around, he saw someone standing in front of him. 

The smile on Jackson’s face faltered for a moment. He cleared his throat, toned down his smile a bit, and walked over. 

In the presence of this stern elderly who rarely smiled, Jackson was respectful. 

“Uriah.” 

“Yes.” 

“Are you feeling better now?” 

“Yes, I am.” 

“That’s great to hear! Take care of yourself and don’t let us worry anymore.” 

“I will.”