When Natalie returned home, she was surprised to find her grandpa already sitting on the sofa, watching TV.
"Grandpa, what are you doing here?" she asked as she changed her foot-wears and went to him. "You should still be in the hospital."
"I would feel more sick if I were there." The old man assured, "I am fine. Doctor allowed me to be here."
She sat next to him. "Grandma...."
"She’s busy stirring up more trouble for you. She hardly has time to worry about me," he said with a sigh, then added, "You’re not going to that charity gala, are you?"
"I didn’t want to, but I have to," Natalie replied.
"You shouldn’t go," her grandpa said, frowning. "Your grandma’s probably planning to embarrass you. I’m worried."
"Grandpa, you can’t keep asking me to avoid these events just because of them," she assured him gently. "Even if I skip this one, they’ll find another way to cause trouble. It won’t ever stop. Trust me, I’ll be fine."
Albert gave her a reluctant nod.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Natalie stood up to answer it, but her grandpa quickly grabbed her hand. "Check first. If it’s your grandma, don’t open the door."
Natalie almost laughed at his worry. "I’ll check." She peered through the door viewer and smiled when she saw the familiar face.
"It’s Aiden, Grandpa," she said as she opened the door.
Justin stepped inside, only to be greeted by Albert’s question, "Aiden, don’t you know the door lock passcode by now?"
Justin was caught off guard. He hadn’t bothered to learn it since it was Natalie’s home, and he hadn’t thought it necessary. But before he could respond, Natalie quickly wrapped her arm around his, leaning against him like a loving wife and answered the old man.
"Of course he knows the passcode, Grandpa. But he says he loves seeing me at the door when he gets home. And I don’t mind opening it for him."
The old man chuckled, "That’s a good thought as well. Young people in love can truly be passionate."
Albert stood up slowly. "I’m going to get some fresh air on the deck. The hospital felt like a prison."
Natalie watched her grandpa walk away, feeling Justin’s gaze on her as she realized she was still clinging to his arm. Embarrassed, she began to pull away, but Justin wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her back close. A playful smirk curved his lips.
"I like seeing you up close like this, too. Next time, instead of just standing at the door, you could straight jump into my arms."
Natalie’s face flushed in surprise.
"What do you think?" he asked, clearly enjoying her reaction.
In response, she pushed him away, her cheeks burning, and headed toward her room. "I need to freshen up first. You can wait for your turn."
Justin chuckled softly, slipping off his shoes and putting on the home slippers.
Inside the bathroom, Natalie splashed cold water on her face, trying to steady her racing heart. This man is truly something else. Does he actually believe he’s my husband? If he keeps acting like this, I might truly forget I am married and have some jerk as my husband.’
Meanwhile Justin went to the deck as he had already observed Albert’s distress. Now he had successfully sent Natalie away, he was free to talk with Albert.
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