"What happened, grandpa?" Edie got confused.
"See these two kids?"
The old Greg touch two kidsā heads.
"Yes. So?" She felt nervous about the way her grandfather talk.
"When do you have a baby? Stuart, what do you promise me? Has it been a long time? Why didnāt Edie perceive a baby? Whatās your plan? Are you lying to me?"
Old Greg asked them in anger. He really wanted to have a great-grandchild.
Arthur still looked cold, "Grandpa, you are hurting me."
Then, he pushed his hands off.
Edie didnāt expect that the Old Greg would be mad at her because of this.
"Dear Grandpa. Weāve been preparing for it. Weāve also done the physical examination. Now we are trying..."
"Really? Are you lying again?" the old Greg was suspicious. He thought that Stuart only persuades him.
"It is true," Stuart said, "We already talked about our kidās name. We want you to name it." A smile makes way at Stuartās handsome face.
Edie didnāt know theyād talked about this.
She looked at Stuart. He was lying, without blushing or fast heart-beating.
Hearing this, the old Greg was sure that they were really preparing for it.
He laughed happily, "you can leave, kids. I would come to you later."
Seeing two little boysā back, the old Greg suddenly recalled the past, "they are all pretty. Just like Edie. When Edie was just a little girl and met me for the first time, she just hid behind her mother, staring at me frighteningly."
When hearing the old Greg mentioning the past, Edie felt sad. She could not force herself not to feel sorry for her mother.
She controlled the pain at the bottom of the heart, "Grandpa, they are the past. Stay here. Let me make you some tea."
"Rendez-Vous." the old Greg reminded her.
Edie certainly remembered this was his favorite tea. She already prepared this tea.
After she left, the atmosphere got heavier again.
The old Greg looked serious. Deep in his eyes were a great power, like the king of lions. He did not want to lose his temper to Stuart because he did not keep his promise to give him a grandchild. He wanted to scold Stuart because he felt he was running out of time and only could live a few years in this world, and Edie still not in a good situation.
"I can see you like each other. I donāt like saying nonsense. Thank you for your love and tolerance for her. I really appreciate it."
The old Greg said sincerely. His eyes already reddened.
"This is my responsibility. I want to appreciate the chance you gave me."
The old Greg could hear his sincerity. He laughed, clapping on Stuartās shoulder, "I made the right decision. You are a good man. I know my son was an asshole to her mother. And I didnāt stop him in time. I am the murderer. Iāve tried the best to make up for Edie. But I couldnāt force her to come back home. Now she might never come back. I believe you could take good care of her. Please take good care of my grandchild. She is so precious to me, yet I am afraid to tell her the truth."
"Donāt worry; I will protect her. She is my wife. It is my responsibility to take care of her," Stuart promised to the old Greg. Though he didnāt say it loud, the old Greg knew the weight of this promise.
The old Greg saw the determination and dignity in Stuartās eyes, like a king conquering the whole world. He realizes that this man is capable of taking care of Edie. He will be happy to entrust Edie to him.
The old Greg knew he didnāt need to worry about Edie anymore.
He clapped his shoulder, "Make a baby. Iāve been looking forward to having a great-grandson for a long time."
"Yes, sir, I promise." Stuart smiled at him.
Edie heard this. She rolled her eyes helplessly, "Grandpa, do you want to enjoy some fresh air in the garden? I need to set up your room."
"All right."
The old Greg held the teapot and left.
Stuart stood up, holding Edieās slender waist and talking near her ears, "Grandpa wants us to have a baby. Baby, we need to work hard to give his demand,"
Edie blushed immediately, "I know. You donāt need to remind me."
"I would satisfy you tonight," a smile drew at the corner of his mouth.
Edie was almost turned on.
He held her body up, staring at her blushing and shyness.
Victoria saw every detail.
After visiting every corner of Stuartās house, she was completely attracted by this man. This man, with great company and capability, was a perfect guy for every girl.
But such a man was owned by a girl.
Worse, this girl was Edie. That bitch.
Why?
Edie lived at her place for such a long time. She used everything in her house. Now she even stole the perfect men from her. Didnāt she know to be grateful?
How could she be such a bitch?
What she saw just now provoked her more.
She couldnāt figure out why. Why did both Donald and Stuart all love Edie?
She was excellent. Why couldnāt she get even one?
Finally, she drew a conclusion. It was Edieās trick. It was her fault.
She wouldnāt allow Edie to enjoy her happiness. That would be so unfair.
She held the fist tightly. Her eyes turned sinister.
After having lunch, the old Greg asked to visit Stuartās mother. But the vice president already sent someone to tell him that she would come to visit him tomorrow.
The old Greg was quite satisfied with her politeness and consideration.
Though it was rude that she didnāt show up today, the old Greg could forgive this. After all, she was really busy. Stuart also needed to work in the afternoon. Edie looked relaxing before the wedding. Because Stuart already prepared everything for her. All she needed was wearing a beautiful wedding dress and marriage to her dearest husband.