Ignoring the gazes around her, Natalie continued walking, hoping to see the one face that would welcome her with all his heart—her grandpa.
Albert’s personal caretaker, Gael, approached her. "Ms. Natalie, this way, please."
Recognizing the man, she followed him. He led her directly to Albert, who seemed to be waiting just for her. He sat in his wheelchair, still unable to walk or exert himself too much after the surgery.
"Grandpa," Natalie greeted him with a smile.
"You’re looking beautiful, Nat," the old man said, holding her hand.
"Thank you, Grandpa," she replied warmly.
Just then, Sephina came there, casting her usual disdainful gaze at Natalie. "So you do know how to dress properly. At least you didn’t embarrass us all today with your lousy fashion sense."
"Sephina, not today," Albert interrupted, his voice firm. "She is our granddaughter."
"There’s no need to remind me of something I’m trying hard to forget," Sephina shot back, then turned to Natalie with a warning. "You’d better behave yourself tonight. We’re still trying to make people forget the embarrassment you caused us at your wedding."
Natalie remained silent, knowing she was here for her grandpa. "Sure," she responded calmly.
Sephina huffed and walked away.
"Nat, don’t mind her," Albert said with a hint of apology in his voice.
"Grandpa, I am used to it now that her words pass by even without touching me," Natalie assured.
Albert gestured to the chair beside him. "Why are you standing? Sit here."
Natalie sat down, and Albert asked, "Is Aiden back yet?"
Even though knowing he was Justin, Albert and Justin had agreed to call him as Aiden. It was to keep his identity as Justin Harper from the world until he reveals himself as the global CEO of the Harper group.
Natalie shook her head. "Not yet."
"When is he returning?" Albert asked, his tone filled with quiet expectation.
Natalie realized she hadn’t asked Justin exactly when he would return, nor had he mentioned a specific day.
"I’m not sure, Grandpa. He didn’t say. He’s probably unsure of when he’ll finish his work."
"It’s been a few days since he left. You should ask him," Albert said, clearly displeased. "As a wife, you ought to know everything about your husband."
"It’s alright, Grandpa. He will..."
"Do as I say," Albert insisted.
With a sigh, Natalie reluctantly picked up her phone. "I’ll drop him a message. He might be in a meeting."
"Do it."
Natalie began typing, aware of Albert’s eyes fixed on her screen. She silently prayed Justin wouldn’t say anything that would reveal the truth—that they weren’t really husband and wife.
[When are you returning?]
Moments later, a reply appeared:
[Finally admitting you miss me, huh?]
[Grandpa was asking. Now answer my question.]
[Say hi to Mr. Albert for me.
And I’ll come back whenever you want me to.]
[Come right away or go to hell.]
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