Even Abel hadn't expected the connection between the two.
He turned around to carefully assess the upright and gentle young man behind him, finding a resemblance to an old acquaintance.
"Is your father really Willie?"
Eddie clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves, his thoughts drifting back to a time long ago when his father had held his hand and led him into the courtyard.
Pointing to the medicinal herbs on the wooden rack, he had explained the names and uses of each one to Eddie.
"Eddie, take a look. This is called Plantago, with a sweet taste and a cold nature."
"Dad, can this herb be consumed?"
"Of course, Plantago has diuretic, cooling, antitussive, and expectorant effects."
"I see. Is it because Sister has been feeling a bit unwell recently that we needed to find it?"
"Yes, Eddie, you're truly clever."
The memories scattered, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into the tragic scene of a car accident, with his mother no longer breathing.
His father, covered in blood, lay on the ground, barely clinging to life as he grasped Eddie's hand, exerting all his strength to utter his final words.
"Eddie, your mother and I won't be here anymore. You must take care of your sister."
"Okay."
"And…take this, go to Terrace Street, find…Mr. Jonathan Owen."
"Dad, please don't leave us."
"Eddie, the only regret I have is I may never be able to return to Moon Hall, Onistead in my lifetime."
This was the first time Eddie had heard "Moon Hall".
After uttering these last words, his father embraced his deceased mother and forever departed from this world.
His mind retained his father's two requests: to take care of Kate and to return to Moon Hall.
Eventually, clutching the ring handed down by his father, Eddie found Terrace Street, where a master accepted him as a disciple and taught him medicine.
As he grew older, Eddie finally learned what Moon Hall was through inquiries and investigations-it was where his father had grown up.
Due to his grandfather's opposition, he had taken his mother and left Onistead.
He was the greatest source of pride and deepest shame for Moon Hall because he had married a geisha.
In Eddie's memories, his mother was elegant and gentle, tolerant and unassuming. She would hum tunes as she prepared breakfast for him and Kate in the morning.
When his father wanted to scold them, his mother always intervened with a smile, and before it came to that, his father would relent.
He would always say that their mother spoiled them.
Eddie never looked down on his mother due to her humble background. On the contrary, he saw her as a great person.
What he really wanted to know was whether his so-called "grandfather" had ever regretted his actions over the years.
Under Abel's gaze, Eddie took a deep breath and lifted his head again, his fair and handsome face now bearing a hint of relief.
"Yes, my father is called Willie Zamora, and my mother is Victoria Carter."
As the words fell, Leandro's eyes grew slightly misty.
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