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Rachel Grey glanced at David Jones in surprise.
“Do you mind coming with us to say hi to my grandma?” David glanced at Rachel with smiling eyes.
Rachel glanced at the elderly lady standing by the side, gazing at her, keen for an answer. She hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
Watching Rachel and David walking toward her from afar, Old Mrs. Jones couldn’t control the broad smile on her face. She waved at them enthusiastically. “I hope you don’t mind me calling you over so suddenly, girl.”
It was the first time she saw her grandson with a lady.
She couldn’t control the excitement in her heart.
“How are you, Mrs. Jones?” Rachel greeted her with respect.
Old Mrs. Jones couldn’t hide the delight in her heart when she heard Rachel greeting her. She held Rachel’s hands adoringly and caressed them. “I’m fine, child. You’re such a good girl. I like you very much.”
Old Mrs. Jones’s sudden adoration for her made Rachel uncomfortable, and she could only return her a courteous yet awkward smile.
Feeling the discomfort Rachel felt, David came forward and adjusted the blanket covering old Mrs. Jones‘ lap, conveniently creating a distance between Rachel and his grandmother. “Although it’s sunny today, it’s still windy. You might still catch a cold.”
Old Mrs. Jones raised her brow in surprise. Was this gentle and considerate man still her unromantic grandson? She thought she might never live to see him with a woman.
Old Mrs. Jones had lived long enough to know what David was up to from the little gestures
he’d shown.
A meaningful grin appeared on her face.
David wasn’t dim–witted regarding how to treat a lady, after all. He was worried that she would make the young lady uncomfortable.
Her sight fell on Rachel again, and they were full of love. “How long have you known each
other, child?”
Initially, Rachel was confused by the warmth shown by Old Mrs. Jones. Now, she had finally realized the reason behind the friendliness. She hurriedly explained, “Old Mrs. Jones, do not misunderstand. We just met each other by chance.”
By chance?
Old Mrs. Jones threw David a fleeting glance.
She was afraid David did not take it the same way she did.
“Girl, I liked you very much the first time I saw you. Will you do grandma a small favor? Please come by and talk to me when you’re free.” Old Mrs. Jones glanced at Rachel deeply before closing her eyes, playing the part of an old, lonely woman to gain Rachel’s sympathy.
“This kid would disappear for months when he got busy. I feel so lonely in this hospital with no one to talk to.”
“I…” Rachel instinctively wanted to reject her pleading, knowing the old lady had misunderstood her relationship with David.
But the graying hair of Old Mrs. Jones reminded her of her own maternal grandfather. She couldn’t bear to reject an old lady like her. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded. “Okay.”
The sad face of Old Mrs. Jones instantly lightened up after Rachel agreed to visit. “Then I’ll send David to get you, and I’ll be waiting for you.”
“That’ll be such a hassle.” Rachel glanced at David, feeling slightly embarrassed about her visit to old Mrs. Jones would cause David so much trouble.
“Of course not.” Old Mrs. Jones quickly threw David a gloating glance, a signal that she’d done him a huge favor.
After a brief chat with Old Mrs. Jones, Rachel received a call from Mary Green and excused herself.
David’s upturned eyes narrowed to a slit when he watched Rachel leaving as if he was watching a target leaving his sight.
“David.” Old Mrs. Jones called out to him. There was a hint of chill in her inquisitive tone.
David Jones turned toward her grandma and noticed the slyness in her eyes. He grinned. “I’ll never forget your kindness, grandma.”
“You, brat!” Old Mrs. Jones threw him an irritated glance before raising her brows
triumphantly. “I did not do it for you. I’m doing it so that I get to meet my great–grandchild
soon.”
David looked downward, hiding the gloom beneath his sight. “That’s a promise then, grandma. She will be my bride. You won’t regret it, no matter what the future may bring.”
“There’s nothing I trust more than my instinct.” Old Mrs. Jones spoke. “You’re the one that needs to work hard and win her heart soon. From what I observe, she isn’t interested in you.”
That was precisely David’s worry.
No woman would reject him, considering his eligibility.
But Rachel did not seem wavered by what he could offer and did not seem attracted to him
at all. That was a colossal blow to his confidence.
“Maybe you can guide me on that?” David glanced at Old Mrs. Jones.
“You should show your sincerity if you want to make her yours.” Old Mrs. Jones spoke with an air of importance. “Do not act high and mighty in front of her, and take the initiative to be good and gentle to her. What’s important is to be loyal to her. You’ll get it from me if you ever do her wrong.”
David couldn’t help laughing. “We’re not married yet, and you’re taking her side already?”
“I like that girl very much.” Old Mrs. Jones couldn’t stop smiling when she recalled Rachel’s sweetness. “Where are you going?” She asked when she glimpsed David’s leaving figure.
“Taking initiative.” David grinned.
Rachel did not expect to see Louis Smith’s sister, Jane Smith, when she returned to her hospital room.
Jane seemed to have been waiting for her to return. Else, she wouldn’t have met her on her way back to her room.
She glared at Rachel with eyes filled with hostility as she looked at her from top to bottom. A sneer appeared on her face, “I’ve looked too highly on you. I thought you were an intelligent woman and will leave on your own after knowing that none of my family likes you. It’s totally unexpected that you’ll continue to bug my brother and Olivia. You didn’t think my brother would want you back when you pretended to be sick and miserable, did you? Take my advice and give up now. My brother wouldn’t want a woman that every man could have.”
“Say it one more time!” Rachel’s face turned glacial, and her voice layered with harshness. Used to Rachel’s pettiness, the sudden change in Rachel’s behavior had taken Jane by surprise. “Did I say anything wrong? You’ve just broken up with my brother not long ago, and I caught you flirting with another man. Doesn’t that make you a woman every man could have?”