Chapter 92

092 A True Angel Scarlett’s POV “Why? I can’t revenge a FRIEND against a bunch of heartless bloodsuckers?” Adrian rolls his eyes like a capricious child, “The happiness of my love life is in your hand! I’m at your command, my master!”

I laugh at his Assassin’s Creed tone, and he smiles with me. It’s amazing to spend time with Adrian. He just has a bright energy to get laughs out of me, making me feel like no dark cloud in life matters, like light magic.

“Actually, I do want to-”

“Glad to see you up and alive so soon after the kidnapping,” A knock on the door raises right before the owner of the voice opens my door.

My jaw is on the ground: “Granny?!”

Of all the people, I didn’t expect to see HER here. How did she even know I was here? And most importantly, did the doctors tell her anything about the pregnancy?!

I grab Adrian’s arm in panic, and instantly he understands my fear.

“I’ll leave you two to some girls‘ talk then,” Adrian grabs his suit before bowing at Granny jokingly with my test results hiding under that suit, heading to the door, “Ladies.”

Granny hmphs at his exaggerated act with a faux snort, keeping her cold look up until Adrian is out of the door.

“How are you feeling?” Granny comes to sit by my side, tipping my chin up for a closer look. I look pale, know.

“Much better now, just shaken up,” I raise my arms to show her, “Not a scratch on ma “Just shaken up? Granny squints her eyes suspiciously, “I doubt that would make Sebastian not dare to come himself, but to order my old bones around just to take a look at her“.”

I cock my eyebrows in surprise.

He saw it okay to come all the way to Aurora’s apartment for a fight, but he didn’t “dare” to come? Sounds like he just doesn’t have time to. Ava is going through a million delicate check–ups. I’m sure.

“He cares-” Granny starts and I lower my eyes, then she stops.

I never wanted Granny to know about our problems. But she did. I didn’t want her to know about the divorce. But she saw through us. Now? Now I really don’t want to show my disappointment in Sebastian in front of her.

After all, what did he ever do but not loving me? It’s not a crime. Just, unfortunate.

“He wants me to tell you something.” Granny says.

“What?” I blink.

“Do you want to know?” Granny tilts her head to search for my eyes. I don’t care to know. I dare not to meet the wisdom in her eyes that could see through me. I lower my eyes again.

+25 BONUS 092 A True Angel “You know, he is my grandson, and of course I want him to be happy,” Granny starts, and my ears burn up instantly. I close my eyes, dreadful of this conversation, I didn’t want her to draw the line between us, too. She is the only family who cared for me because of me, but I knew in that “me” there was the shadow of Sebastian.

I think part of me really wanted to keep this “family“, and that’s why I wasn’t really pushing Sebastian on the divorce papers.

Once he signs his name, I will be all alone, again.

Granny tips up my chin with a sad but loving tone: “...but I don’t want to take sides between you two.”

To think later, I’m sure I was stunned frozen at her words, and looked at her like an idiot.

Because Granny lets out a light laugh: “Silly girl. I do care about you, and that’s not because he married you. Not everyone who says they care about you is heartless and lying, but I guess you have met your share of scums like that.”

Hot tears instantly burn my eye sockets.

“Aww, my poor little girl...” Granny pulls me into her arms, petting me on the back gently like soothing her the cat Tom, “You are okay now. I have got you, hmm? You know what? If you decide to divorce him life end, I’ll adopt you as my granddaughter the next day, and we will make that little brat regret his whole of missing his chance with you!”

‘s super stupid to laugh when you are crying, and I just did in front of the one woman I respect the most!

It’s “I won’t talk him up in front of you, and I won’t intervene in your decision. I’m taking a three–month trip of the world with some old gals tomorrow, and when I’m back, you can let me know if you are still my granddaughter–in–law, or just my granddaughter. How does that sound?”

That sounds like the words for a true angel, “Of course,” Granny adds with a foxy grin, “You will have to take care of Tom for me furing my absence.”