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Several minutes passed before he reined in his turbulent emotions, straightening up slightly.
“Take good care of her.”
His voice still quivered.
Johan nodded. “You have my word.”
The sister he’d fought so hard to reim would naturally be cherished deeply.
Besides, Madam had arrived–Cecilia would enjoy a life offort under her care.
Just then, the hospital door swung open.
Hurried footsteps echoed, followed by a gentle yet anxious voice.
“Johan dear, where’s Ci?”
Wesley retreated, yielding his spot by the bed.
He watched the silver–haired matriarch rush forward, her trembling hand reaching toward Cecilia’s face before hesitating and withdrawing.
“It’s really Ci.”
Madam’s eyes reddened.
Wesley stepped backward until his back met the doorframe.
Longing and reluctance surged in his gaze.
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“What happened to Ci?
Who hurt her?”
Madam grew furious upon spotting the bandage on Cecilia’s wrist.
She’d rushed back upon hearing Holden and Johan were in danger- only to learn mid–journey they’d found the granddaughter lost years prior.
Before she could investigate what had happened to her granddaughter, Madam didn’t know what exactly Cecilia had endured.
“Grandma, let Ci rest.”
Johan persuaded.
Madam quickly agreed, “Right, let Ci rest. I’ll find whoever hurt her and make them pay…”
Wesley left the roompletely.
Cecilia now had family who cherished her again. There was no ce left for him by her side.
A wave of bitterness washed over Wesley. For her sake, he was willing to let go.
From now on, they’d go their separate ways.
Back in the car, he leaned against the headrest.
His palm covered his eyes as tears welled up, dampening his hand.
After all his desperate efforts, it had still ended in delusion.
When Cecilia opened her eyes, she saw an unfamiliar elderlydy.
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The woman looked kind and gentle, her face lighting up as Cecilia awoke.
“You’re awake.”
Celia propped herself up on her elbows, throat parched. “Who are you?”
Madam’s eyes reddened instantly. “Ci, I’m your grandmother.”
Grandmother?
It took Cecilia several seconds to process–this elderly woman was from the Johnson family.
She was kin to Cecilia and Johan.
Blood rtives.
“Grandmother.”
Hesitantly, she uttered the term.
Meeting for the first time, Cecilia kept her distance from Madam.
Yet Madam responded with pure delight. “Ci, wee home.”
Cecilia’s nose tingled, tears threatening to fall.
“Good child, lie back down.”
Madam quickly supported her, easing her back onto the pillows. “The doctor says you’ve pushed yourself too hardtely. You must rest.”
Cecilia nodded obediently, settling back.
Madam sped her hand, sighing softly. “I know everything about you and Wesley. Don’t worry, with me here, he’ll never mistreat you again.”
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“Okay.”
Cecilia’s voice caught.
Her health was too poor; she soon drifted off to sleep.
Madam gently tucked her in and quietly left.
She opened the door and saw the man still waiting outside, her expression turning cold.
“Why are you still here?”
Wesley straightened slightly from leaning against the wall, asking respectfully, “How is she?”
“She’s fine.”
Wesley then understood Cecilia only acted poorly around him.
He looked dejected.
“I just want to see her for a moment, just one look.”
Madam sneered unkindly, “No/need. When she treated you well, you didn’t cherish it. Now she won’t see you, you’ll bear it.”
In short, he deserved it.
Wesley hung his head listening.
“I can’t change the past, but now she’s part of my Johnson family, my granddaughter, I’ll back her up. Don’t show your face around her again.”
Madam spoke bluntly, sparing Wesley no dignity.
However lofty Wesley’s status, he dared show no airs before Madam.
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Yet he couldn’t bring himself to stop seeing Cecilia.
“Madam, I understand, but she’s carrying my child, I…”
“If she keeps it, the Johnson family can raise it. If not, I’ll respect her choice.”
“Wesley, you must remember–she and the child have nothing to do with you now.”
Wesley’s expression tightened slightly.
“Madam.”
“Wesley, I’ve watched you grow up.”
Madam’s eyes clouded with mncholy as memories surfaced. “Your parents fought nonstop those years. Later, your father never even came back. Your mother carried too much resentment and hatred–that’s why she was so harsh, forcing you to study, even hitting you. She was wrong, but her heart wasn’t cruel.”
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