The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 17

The Rabbit Girl Who Shook the Walker Family Chapter 17

Lucas’s knuckles tightened. 

“Did she believe it?” 

Aunt Grace shook her head. 

“She didn’t.” 

“That’s why she kept all the evidence.” 

Lily dragged a small box out from under the bed. 

“Lucas, this is Mommy’s too.” 

Inside the box was a tiny baby outfit. A small cloth pouch was sewn into the inside of the outfit. 

Ethan cut it open. Inside was the other half of the 

family crest pendant. Old Mr. Walker was sitting in 

the estate living room when he received the call. 

Half an hour later, he personally rushed to the rental apartment. 

When he saw that half of the family crest pendant, his fingers trembled. Lucas took the half pendant from Lily’s neck. The two halves of the family crest fit together. The broken edges closed exactly. In 

the center was a tiny engraved W. Old Mr. Walker 

sat on the old chair. 

For a long while, he said nothing. This family crest 

pendant had been made by his order when Lucas was born. Later, when Lucas came of age, he had split the pendant in half. One half was given to Lucas. The other half was kept for the next 

generation of the Walker family. Lucas’s half had disappeared three years ago. 

He had said he lost it. It had been with Emma. Old 

Mr. Walker studied Lily. 

“What else did your mother say?” 

Lily sat on the little stool. Her small hands rested 

on her knees. She thought for a long time. 

“Mommy said the family crest pendant was a 

ticket.” 

Old Mr. Walker’s eyes reddened slightly. He turned 

his face away and coughed. 

“What else did she say?” 

Lily counted on her fingers. 

“She said Lucas was busy with work.” 

“She said Ethan looks scary, but he is reasonable.” 

“She said Grandpa doesn’t like to smile.” 

She turned to Old Mr. Walker. 

“Mommy was wrong.” 

“Grandpa smiled yesterday.” 

Old Mr. Walker looked down at her. 

“What else did she say about me?” 

Lily thought about it. 

“She said Grandpa can be wrong.” 

No one in the room spoke. Old Mr. Walker’s hand 

rested on his cane. 

After a long time, he asked, “How did she say it?” 

Lily imitated Emma’s tone. Her little face was 

serious. 

“Everyone can be wrong.” 

“But if grown–ups are wrong, they have to say sorry 

to children.” 

After she finished, she touched the rabbit. 

“Mommy said I have to do that too.” 

Old Mr. Walker looked at her. Emma had not said 

those words only for Lily. They were for them. Old Mr. Walker leaned on his cane and slowly stood. He walked to Lily. Then he bent down. 

The movement was not easy for him. He had an 

old injury in his knee. When he bent, his cane. 

tapped lightly against the floor. Lily quickly 

reached out to support him. 

“Grandpa, be careful.” 

Old Mr. Walker looked at her little hand. His voice 

dropped low. 

“Lily.” 

“Grandpa was wrong.” 

Lily froze. She had never heard such a big grown–up say he was wrong. She thought about it, then patted the back of his hand. Like Emma used 

to pat hers. 

“Then change next time.” 

Old Mr. Walker’s eyes grew redder. 

“I will.” 

Lucas stood by the window. He studied the 

handwritten list and did not move for a long time. Lily walked to his side. 

“Lucas.” 

Lucas looked down. 

“Mm.” 

Lily looked up. 

“Why didn’t you come find me then?” 

The air in the room seemed to freeze. Aunt Grace turned her face away. Ethan said nothing either. 

Lucas crouched down. This time, he did not use 

work, misunderstanding, or evidence as an 

excuse. He looked into her eyes. 

“Because I was wrong.” 

Lily glanced at him. 

“You can be wrong too?” 

Lucas nodded. 

“Yes.” 

She asked again, “Then will you change next 

time?” 

Lucas said, “I will.” 

Lily thought about it. She took a wrinkled little 

rabbit sticker from her pocket and stuck it on his 

cuff. 

“Then you get one.” 

“If it’s stuck on, you have to remember.” 

Lucas glanced at the rabbit on his cuff. Pink. Tiny. 

It did not match his black suit at all. He did not 

tear it off. Ethan’s phone rang. 

After he answered, his face turned cold. 

“Rachel has produced a statement.” 

Lucas stood. 

“What statement?” 

Ethan sent the file to the group chat. 

“A custody waiver signed by Lucas three years 

ago.” 

Old Mr. Walker snatched the phone. It was there in black and white. The signature was Lucas’s. The date was the third day after Lily’s birth. 

Rachel had her lawyer pass on a message: 

“If the Walker family continues pursuing this, she 

will make the statement public.” 

Lucas studied the document.