Old Master Shaw looked at Yvonne with incredulity. "My child, have you thought it through? You're not…afraid of me anymore? You don't…hate me anymore?"

Yvonne felt embarrassed. "You knew that?"

"I am already ninety years old. I will soon be an old monster. What is there I don't know of? I have thought about it. If you hate me, then I will go to a nursing home after you and Marcus get married…" Old Master Shaw said.

"No…" Yvonne was not heartless of a person at all. "I’m sorry. I am close to S