Rich People Problems (Crazy Rich Asians #3)(159)

"You know, I went to Chiang Mai expecting to meet a guy who would lend me a few billion dollars. But what I discovered there were treasures far beyond my imagination, things you can't place a monetary value on. I was reading Ah Ma's diaries, and what I found in them was so important that it couldn't wait another day. I needed to share them with you."

Rachel sat up against her pillows. She hadn't seen Nick this excited about anything in a long time. "What did you find?"

"There's so much to tell you, I don't even know where to begin. I think the first revelation was that Prince Jirasit was my grandmother's first love. They met in India, where she had escaped to just before the Japanese invaded Singapore during World War II. She was twenty-two, and they had a passionate wartime affair and traveled through India together."

"That's not too surprising. I mean, she did entrust him with her most private journals," Rachel commented.

"Yes, but here's a surprise: At the height of the Japanese occupation of Singapore, my grandmother actually managed to sneak back onto the island with Jirasit's help. It was pure madness, because the Japanese were on a torturous rampage, but she did it anyway. And when she was reunited with her father, she found out he had arranged for her to be married to a man she had never even met."

Rachel nodded, recalling a story Su Yi had told her. "When we had tea five years ago, your Ah Ma told me that her father had specially chosen James for her, and that she was grateful for his actions."

"Well, she was actually dragged kicking and screaming to the altar by her father, and for the first few years, she resented my grandfather and treated him abominably. After the war, she reunited with Jirasit in Bangkok and although both of them were married to other people by this point, they couldn't resist resuming their relationship."

Rachel's eyes widened. "Really?"

"Yes, but that's not even the real shocker. She found that she was pregnant in the midst of her affair." 

"Noooo!" Rachel gasped, almost spilling her coffee. "Who's the baby?"

"My aunt Catherine."

"Oh my God, it all makes sense now. That's how Auntie Cat knows Prince Jirasit, and that's why she was left the estate in Chiang Mai! Are you the only one besides her who knows?"

Nick nodded. "I actually flew back to Bangkok last night and had a very interesting conversation with her. We sat in her garden overlooking the Chao Phraya River and she told me the whole story. My grandmother was in a terrible bind, of course, when she found out she was pregnant. Jirasit couldn't leave his wife-he was a prince and too bound to all the family politics, and they also had two young children-so my grandmother was faced with a choice: She could either divorce my grandfather and live as a single woman alone with an illegitimate child, cast out by society, or she could tell him the truth and beg him to take her back."

"I can't even imagine how hard it must have been for her in those days, especially for a woman of her background," Rachel mused, suddenly feeling sorry for Su Yi.

"Well, I always knew my grandfather was a saint, but I didn't realize quite how much. Not only did he take Ah Ma back, he apparently never once gave her any grief over the affair. He knew going in to this marriage that she wasn't in love with him, but he was determined to win her over. And that he did. Being the good Christian man that he was, he forgave her completely and he treated Auntie Cat exactly as he did his other children. In fact, I always thought she was his favorite."

"So you think your grandmother grew to love him then?" Rachel asked.

"According to Auntie Cat, my grandmother fell in love with him-truly, deeply-when she saw the kind of man he really was. You know, before I left her last night, Auntie Cat told me something else she's never told anyone-what happened the day that Ah Ma died. She was the only one in the bedroom with her when she passed." Nick's voice became a little choked up as he recounted his aunt's words:

When I first got to Singapore, your grandmother told me that the spirits had been visiting her. She said that her older brother, Ah Jit, had come, her father had been in the room. Of course, I thought that all the morphine she was on was giving her hallucinations. Then on the afternoon she died, I was sitting at her bedside when her breathing started becoming more and more labored. I watched the monitors, but everything seemed fine and I didn't want to raise the alarm just yet. Then suddenly Mummy opened her eyes and gripped my hand. "Be a good girl, give up your chair for him," she said. "Who?" I asked, and then I saw this look on her face, this look of pure love. "James!" she said in this joyous tone, and that was her last breath. I swear to you, Nicky, I felt him. I could feel my father's presence in the room, sitting on that chair, and I could feel them leave together.