Husband With Benefits
Chapter 309: To Erasmi

Chapter 309: To Erasmi

Erasmi sat in the dark library as he looked down at the thick stack of envelopes in his hand. While the others had been given a letter each, his envelope had contained a key to the old man’s locker, where he’d left him a stack of letters.

As he looked down at the yellowed envelopes, he could not help but want to ignore the letters. He’d not planned to open a single letter until Gabe’s warning gave him a pause. Elijah Frost was not one to do things only out of sentimentality. He was an astute and cunning man who always had a motive. And the fact that no one was willing to talk about the letters made it clear that something was fishy.

However, he was not interested in the motive or the result. What he wanted to know was if there was something in the letters that would give him the answers he needed.

With deliberate care, Erasmi gently set the current envelope aside, his attention now focused on the one with the most recent date.

It was from a year ago... when the old man discovered that he had survived...

Erasmi,

When you read this letter, I will have already gone from this world. I know you think I have done you injustice over the years, and I accept all blame but one.

Believe it or not, I was the happiest about your survival. All these years, watching you wither away slowly and surely had been as painful for me as for Demetri.

I write to you now, not to justify, but to offer a glimpse into the depths of my heart, where remorse and love for you reside in equal measure. Erasmi, when I signed that Do Not Revive letter, it had been almost ten years since you had been in that state. Only Demetri and I had been aware of your meagre existence.

Before I explain, take a minute and answer this one question, if it was Demetri in your place, would you have fought as fiercely for him as he did for you? Even while smothering yourself in guilt?"

Erasmi paused as he rubbed his forehead. He did not need the moment. He knew the answer, he would not have given up. In that regard, he and Demetri had been same. But he also knew that knowing you would do it and doing it were very different things. He dare not forget the sacrifices that Demetri had made for him.

Picking up the letter again, he continued to read, "I decided to let you go the day after I discovered the news of my own cancer. You must think that I was angry about dying and decided to take it out on you. But it is somewhat opposite."

"As I stared at my imminent death, there was one thing that worried me. For a decade, I had watched not one but two of my grandsons putting their life on hold. And the threat of my own death made me realise that I could not let Demetri also die along with his brother.

The two of you came into this world together but it did not mean that you had to leave it together. If I had died before you returned or moved into the next life, Demetri would have continued to live in that hell alone.

I hope, Erasmi, that you can find it in your heart to forgive an old man’s desperate attempt to shield one grandson from the suffering he had witnessed him endure for so long. The pain I caused you was not a punishment or a lack of love for you, but a misguided act of protection, as strange as it may sound."

"I could not bear the thought of Demetri carrying the burden of your absence alone. I believed that letting you go was the only way to ensure he could forge a life beyond the shadows of your memories."

"When I first heard of your return, my heart soared with an inexplicable joy. The prospect of reuniting with a grandson I believed I had lost brought a warmth to my soul that I hadn’t felt in years. But then I heard whispers of what you had done in your quest for revenge. How you had almost destroyed the one person your brother had come to treasure and I could not help but worry again."

"I feared that the flames of your anger might burn everyone around you. But the Lord blessed me with a slightly longer life and I was able to witness the love of your brothers, slowly put out the flames of your anger. "

Erasmi closed his eyes, allowing the words to settle in his mind. The library’s silence seemed to contrast the turmoil in his mind. Never had he believed that this could be the reason for his grandfather to have signed the DNR.

No wonder the man had been at loggerheads with Demetri over that. if Demetri knew that their grandfather had done what he did to spare him, the i*iot would have drowned himself in more guilt. Leaning back in his chair, he almost crumpled the letter in his hand. He could feel there was another page that his grandfather had filled out but suddenly, he had no strength to read it.

His vision blurry with unshed tears, he realized that he could not continue to be angry at the old man when he would have done the same thing for Demetri. If it ever came to choosing between Demetir’s life and his own death, he would choose his own death.

With a painful sigh, he turned the page, apologizing to his grandfather for not giving him a chance to explain his own pain. The old man had endured much and he hoped he would have peace now.

However, as his eyes scanned the words on the next page, all that anger and understanding seemed to fly out of the library’s quiet window. Placing the letter in his hand aside he frantically searched through the pile of old letters, looking for the oldest one.

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