Sil Demands Us To Come An Pick Up Grannywho Passed Away 3 Months Ago Shocking Truth Is…

A Shocking Phone Call

Since then, the seasons have changed, and it is now winter. For me, it doesn’t matter whether it’s spring, summer, autumn, or winter. I don’t care if it’s always winter or always summer.

I’ve even considered quitting this job, but Grandpa is still alive. My parents will need care at some point too. I still need to earn a lot for that. With those thoughts, I was mechanically getting through my work.

During the lunch break on a weekday, my heart filled with emptiness, I got a call from an unexpected person. If it hadn’t been registered, I wouldn’t have answered. My smartphone displayed: Sister-in-law.

She is Heather Thompson, 46 years old. She’s my brother’s wife; in other words, she’s my sister-in-law. The only time we talked was briefly after their wedding; that’s all I remember.

Why would she be calling now? Maybe I should just ignore it. But the ringing won’t stop. Finally, I sighed and decided to pick up the phone.

“Yes, this is Linda.”

“Sorry to disturb you at work. Um, this is Heather, Brian’s wife. It’s been a while,” Heather started with an apologetic tone.

Ah, that’s right. Despite being in a higher position and older, she always maintained a humble attitude. When she suddenly decided to marry my brother, she made sure to greet my parents and me even on behalf of my brother. To put it simply, she’s a good person.

That’s why I couldn’t understand why she would contact me now. “It’s okay, but do you need something?” I tried my best not to sound cold as I asked.

“It’s hard for me to bring this up,” Heather hesitated for a moment before continuing. “About Betty… your grandmother.”

“What happened to my grandmother?” I barely raised my voice.

“We’ve been taking care of her on my husband’s orders, but it’s already past a promised one month. Could you possibly come to pick her up?”

“What?” I couldn’t comprehend what Heather was saying.

“So we’re taking care of Betty at our…”

“Wait a minute.” That was all I could muster. Think Linda, think.

“So you’re saying that you’ve been taking care of my grandmother Betty, who died three months ago?” This was the question that came out after thinking hard. I knew it sounded nonsensical, but so did Heather.

“Yes, we’ve been taking care of Betty at our… Wait, she died three months ago?” A genuinely surprised voice replied.

“Why don’t we calm down a bit?” I suggested, and Heather agreed.

Uncovering the Lie

A few minutes later, regaining my composure, I carefully explained to Heather how my grandmother had passed away. In contrast, Heather’s response was utterly perplexing.

At the house where Brian and Heather are living, she said: “We were told that your grandmother needed care and to take her in until arrangements were made at her home.” And that they have been living together with my grandmother.

There are two possible conclusions. “We’re both not lying, right?” This was the first one.

If that’s true, then my brother Brian is the one lying. This was the second one. I had anticipated it to some extent—the reasons why one would tell such a blatant lie that would be exposed so quickly. But now there are things I need to do before pursuing that.

“I’d like to get in touch with Brian right away, but he’s basically unreachable on his mobile,” I told Heather.

“I’ve never used my husband’s cell phone either. He won’t let me,” she continues. “However, I think I could talk to him on my cell phone while he’s at home.”

And I interject: “He’s been working remotely more often lately, I think. If I ask, he’d probably be able to have a video call.”

I certainly think there’s power in face-to-face persuasion, but there’s a problem. “I’m not even sure where you two are living now,” I mentioned the issue.

“We’ve been living in Y City in California for over 10 years, so it’s easy for us to visit your house, Linda,” she says.

For now, we agreed to talk to Brian on Heather’s cell phone at night and ended the call. We devised various other plans with mixed feelings. Y City is just the next town over. How much lying will satisfy him? Expecting me to take care of some stranger’s old woman just a few months after Grandma passed away—it’s too much. No, it’s repugnance.

The Confrontation

I got home and called Brian on Heather’s cell phone at the appointed time of 8 PM. By the way, Heather is also waiting in my room at home, thanks to our kindness and enthusiasm. Despite my constant attempts to contact him, he answered Heather’s cell phone in just three rings.

I made sure the conversation was audible to Heather by putting the sound on speaker.

“Heather, where are you right now? You haven’t even prepared dinner,” he says in an imposing and arrogant tone. He’s not the Brian I knew anymore.

“It’s me, Brian,” I declare.

“Huh?” He’s clearly confused. I thought so and waited for my brother’s words.

“That’s Linda, isn’t it? Why? Where’s Heather?”

“I’m here,” Heather replies thirstily.

“You… why are you with Linda?” Brian stammers for a moment then quickly finds his words. “Don’t tell me, did you tell Linda about that matter?” he asked.

“Yes, I did,” she replies with a calm demeanor.

“I told you it was too early to talk about it!” he exclaims.

My brother’s sudden shift in attitude. “About that issue… of course, it’s about our grandmother. I’ve heard from Heather that you’ve been working remotely lately,” I began.

“What about it?” I could almost see the scowl on my brother’s face.

“Why don’t we talk face to face using a remote work app? From here on out, I’ll send you the ID and password,” I suggested.

“If you refuse, I’ll take Linda and go back home,” Heather offers cover fire.

“Fine,” my brother grudgingly agreed in a reluctant tone.