"G-Grandpa, it’s because I’m joining Mia’s company and have important things to discuss with her, so staying with her was ideal. Also, it’s only been two days since Aiden and I met again so..."
Albert’s voice rose with frustration. "You’ve already been apart for a year and a half despite being married, and even now, I see no affection between you two."
"Grandpa, these things might take a little time since we were separated for so long," she tried to reassure him.
But Albert wasn’t convinced. "Is it because your marriage a year and a half ago was a mistake, and now you’re forcing yourselves to accept it?" he asked pointedly. "If that’s the case, you two can divorce. There’s no need to force yourselves." With that, he picked up his phone. "My friend’s son is a lawyer. Let me contact him."
Natalie’s eyes widened in fear. If this went any further, her lie would be exposed, and her grandfather might suffer another shock. "Grandpa," she said urgently, gently taking the phone from his hand and setting it aside.
"Grandpa, you’re misunderstanding us. We don’t want a divorce. Trust me, we like each other. It’s just that we’re not used to behaving affectionately in front of others." She turned to look at Justin. "My husband isn’t the romantic type at all. Look at him—he’s like a block of ice. He can’t even manage a single sweet expression on his face."
Justin raised an eyebrow at her, his expression clearly asking, ’How dare you?’
But Natalie blatantly ignored his reaction and continued to sell him to cover her mistake. "I’ll have to work a little to teach him how to be romantic instead of being a block of ice."
Albert glanced at the calm and composed Justin, then back at Natalie as she continued, "I’m sure, sooner or later, he’ll come around. The next time you see us, you won’t have any more complaints, Grandpa."
"Does that also mean I’ll get to see my great-grandkids soon?" the old man asked hopefully, a smile spreading across his face.
"Of course, Grandpa," Natalie answered, maintaining her sweet smile. "Once we two get to know each other better."
Justin’s hands clenched into fists as he thought about the nonsense she was spouting. Acting as his step-sister’s husband was already uncomfortable enough, but now the conversation had moved to the even more absurd topic.
"For that to happen, you two should start living together," Albert continued. "If there are any issues with getting a new home, I can buy one for you."
"No, Grandpa. We can manage on our own. We’re working on it and soon will have our own home," Natalie assured him quickly before turning to Justin with a forced smile. "Isn’t that right, darling?"
Justin almost glared at her but managed to control himself, nodding in agreement.
"Alright. Take your time setting up your new home. Once I feel better, I’ll personally visit you," Albert said, his tone determined.
"Huh?" Natalie blinked, momentarily stunned by the statement.
Albert noticed her puzzled expression and his voice took on a slightly hurt tone. "Do you want your grandpa to stay in the hospital forever until he dies?"
"N-No, Grandpa! I didn’t mean...," she stammered.
"You don’t want me to come to your home and stay with you?" he asked, his voice soft with disappointment.
’Once Grandpa’s health is stable and out of any danger, I’ll explain everything and apologize to him.’
She smiled awkwardly. "Of course not, Grandpa." ƒreewebɳovel.com
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