A Love to Forget novel Chapter 3

No one expected Isaiah to be so resolute. The living room fell into a dead silence. However, as Esme looked at the man who was fiercely defending her, her heart remained unmoved.

Seeing that their son was serious, Adeline relented with a sigh. "Fine, let's eat."

At the dining table, the only sounds were the clinking of utensils and the occasional disapproving huffs from Adeline. Esme's hand tightened around her utensils. She knew those huffs were a prelude to what was coming.

Sure enough, Adeline put down her spoon and said, "We won't meddle in everything, but at the very least, you owe us a grandchild. You can't just let our family line end with you two."

Isaiah immediately set his utensils down, his expression sharp. "I've told you before, Essie is afraid of the pain. I won't let her go through that for me. I'd rather never have kids than see her suffer!"

Isaiah's parents lost their appetite entirely.

Just as another argument was about to erupt, Esme suddenly spoke. "In two weeks, Dad, Mom, you'll have a grandchild."

Her words left everyone stunned.

Isaiah grabbed her hand, his tone filled with concern. "Essie, what are you saying? We agreed not to have kids. You don't need to sacrifice yourself for me."

Esme glanced at his righteous expression and curled her lips into a faint smile. She had promised them a grandchild, but she never said it would be hers.

In two weeks, she would be out of the country. If he liked Audrey so much—spending every night with her—it only made sense for her to be the one to bear his child.

With a calm smile, she said, "It's what they want. We should respect their wishes."

Isaiah looked at her, and for a moment, unease crept into his heart. Her sudden understanding felt unsettling.

However, Isaiah's parents were delighted, their frowns turning into smiles. Adeline even cheered, "That's more like it!"

Isaiah still felt something was off and was about to ask more when his phone buzzed. Glancing at it, his expression shifted slightly.

Esme, sitting close, caught a glimpse of the screen. It was a message from Audrey, reading, "Isaiah, there's a guy here who's interested in me and wants my number. Should I give it to him?"

She silently counted in her head, "One second. Two seconds. Three seconds..."

Right on cue, Isaiah stood abruptly. "I'm sorry, Essie. Something came up at work. Stay here and finish dinner; I'll come back to get you later."