NovelEnglishThere was one week left until the end of the cooling-off period.
Aveline had been extremely busy, leaving early and returning late every day, with the two interns following suit. One afternoon, she received an unexpected call.
"Hello?" she answered, puzzled.
"Is this Miss Young? I'm the caregiver looking after Madam Barbara. Do you have stnow? She said she wants to see you," the caregiver's voice cthrough.
Aveline frowned slightly, considering Barbara's current condition.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Does she remember me?" she asked.
The caregiver replied, "You'll know when you get here." And with that, the line went dead.
Aveline felt a bit suspicious, but she didn't dwell on it too much. She quickly sent a message to Lucas. He didn't respond immediately; he was likely busy.
Since Aveline didn't have much scheduled for the afternoon-most of her tasks had been handed over to the two interns who were eager to learn and take on their first big project-she decided to head directly to the nursing home.
The snow had just fallen, and as she stepped onto the snowy ground, a faint crunching sound cwith each step, bringing a small sense of joy to her heart. She pulled her scarf tighter around her neck and quickened her pace into the nursing home. Reaching Barbara's room, Aveline knocked gently on the door. It wasn't long before the caregiver opened it.
"Miss Young, you're here. Please cin," the caregiver greeted with a smile.
"How has Madam Barbara been lately?" Aveline asked.
"Pretty much the same-sometimes she's clear-headed, other times not so much," the caregiver replied.
Aveline nodded and walked in, passing through the small sitting area to the bedroom door. She paused as she saw Barbara propped up in bed, holding a flower crown, her wrinkled face glowing with delight. Aveline felt her heart skip a beat.
The memory of making a flower crown for Barbara flashed through Aveline's mind. Back then, Barbara had been just as confused but delighted with the crown Aveline had given her.
"Grandma," Aveline softly called as she approached.
Barbara looked up at her and immediately frowned.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You're a wicked woman!" she exclaimed.
Aveline froze in surprise.
Pointing a finger at her, Barbara continued, "Why are you keeping my Lucas from being with his wife? How can you be so bad? I ought to beat you! Beat you!" She suddenly lunged forward, attempting to strike Aveline.
Aveline's eyes widened, and she quickly reached out to steady her worried she might fall off the bed. At her age, with her frail health, a fall could have serious consequences.
But as soon as Aveline got closer, it only made it easier for Barbara to reach her. Her frail bands began to smack Aveline, lacking force but showing a genuine intent to scold. Aveline frowned, asking, "Did you callhere just to hit me?" "Yes!" Barbara huffed, her cheeks puffed with anger. "To hit you, you wicked woman! Why are you holding onto the position of my grandson's wife?" Aveline couldn't help but feel both amused and exasperated.
She still remembered the scene at the construction site entrance when she first met Barbara. The old lady had immediately declared her as her grandson's wife.
At that time, Lucas had just returned to the Tudor family, and they were on the brink of divorce Aveline had been ve defiant, unwilling to divorce, even complaining to Barbara. Thinking back now, she felt a strange mix of emotions. "I won't hold onto this position for much longer. Lucas and I are getting divorced soon!" Aveline quickly said, hoping to calm her down as Barbara tried to strike her again.
х
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
