After completing the stroll in the garden, Arwen and Aiden returned to the house. As they walked in, Arwen’s eyes went straight to look at her grandmother, who was sitting there with Margaret and discussing something.
"Granna, what is all this?" she asked, gesturing towards the baskets and boxes that were kept packed there on the table.
Brenda turned to look at Arwen and simply said, "You presents I got for you from abroad. Did you forget that I always bring, you things or are you just trying to make your husband look down at your poor grandmother now, make him think that I am some stingy old woman who doesn’t even bring gifts for her granddaughter?"
Arwen exchanged a gaze with Aiden before returning her gaze to Brenda. "My husband is not that petty, but since you said it like that, I will ask him not to think of you like that." She then turned back to Aiden and said, "See, my grandmother isn’t stingy. She gets me a lot of things every time. Especially the flavoured chocolates."
"Oh yes," As if she was just reminded about it, she turned to look at grandmother and said, "Granna, did you bring the flavoured chocolates again?"
Brenda smiled, "Have I ever forgotten it?"
Arwen walked to her, shaking her head. "No, you didn’t but I thought to ask you about it." Her gaze darted to find a particular box amidst the rest. But even after looking over it all, she couldn’t find it. "Where is it?"
Brenda looked at Margaret and the latter quickly passed the box that was kept separately. Arwen with a smile was ready to take it, when Bread cleared her throat and said, "You know the rules, right?"
Arwen paused before looking at Brenda. Rolling her eyes, she said, "Oh come on, Granna. I am no longer a kid. I won’t overeat the chocolates at once. I know the rules and I have followed them well all over the years."
Brenda gave her the box. "Of course, I need to make sure to not spoil you much. Or else, I won’t be able to take the blame."
Arwen didn’t mind her comment. She opened the box and her lips curled up in excitement, but soon it faltered, realizing something about the box. "Aye, why it seems that the chocolates this time are lesser than before." She then looked up only to see Brenda pursing her lips.
"You are already grown up and married. Why do you still expect me to bring you chocolates in the first place?" Brenda said, adding, "This is the last time, I brought you these. From the next time, you won’t get any. If you want you can ask Aiden to get it for you from now on."
Arwen shook her head as if too tired to have this conversation further. Closing the box, she said, "Fine from here onwards, I won’t ask you for the chocolates. If I would crave it, I will ask someone else to get it for me. Now, it that fine."
"Better," Brenda said, before gesturing towards the rest of the packed boxes. "Now, you can take all this home."
Arwen raised a brow and asked, "Are you already asking me to leave?"
Brenda pulled her hand up to check the watch on her wrist. "Hasn’t it gotten late already? Young couples like getting home early."
"Granna!" Arwen’s face turned red.
"What?" Brenda asked nonchalantly. "Did I say something wrong? If you are offended, you are welcome to stay. We can sit and discuss the upcoming party instead."
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