As soon as Marshall and Khalid walked into the house, they looked carefully around the living room.
Old Mrs. Grant said, "Don’t bother looking. They’re sleeping in the room."
Marshall went upstairs. "I’ll go check on them."
Just as Khalid was about to follow him up the stairs, Old Mrs. Grant stopped him. "Come here. Let’s have a chat."
Khalid paused, thought for a moment and came over to her. He sat down across from Old Mrs. Grant and asked, "What’s wrong, mom?"
Old Mrs. Grant took a sip of tea and said, "Cora came today. Did you know that?"
Apparently shocked, Khalid knit his brows. "She came? I didn’t know that. What did she come here for?"
Old Mrs. Grant pouted her lips in one direction. "Those are her gifts. She said she came to see me." After that, she gave a cold smile. "I’m just an old woman, and there’s nothing to see me about."
Khalid followed her gaze and saw some health care products, his frown deepening. "I didn’t know she would come. Did she… Did they…"
Old Mrs. Grant explained, "I went to take a nap later, so I don’t know what they had talked about. In case you’re wondering, you can ask Frances, or Cora."
Khalid heaved a sigh and muttered to himself, "What did she come here for?"
Old Mrs. Grant replied in a soft voice, "You should ask yourself that question. Did you promise her anything?"
Promise? Khalid begged to differ. He made it explicit to Cora.
Old Mrs. Grant paused for a moment and said, "It’s not that you’re still a young man, and I know you won’t listen to me, but, you can’t be so indecisive about your relationship! It’s not difficult to figure out who you love or who you want to be with, but why are you dilly-dallying?"
Khalid dropped his eyes. "But I don’t know what to do for the moment."
In some way, Khalid was a sentimental man. After all, he had gone through all these years with Frances, and he wouldn’t have put up with her for so long if he was a stone-hearted man. Later, when most of his love for her had withered up, he chose to break up with her because he thought it was good for everybody, but just from then on, she had become a better woman. Somehow, when Khalid saw Frances again after their break-up, he always had mixed emotions and his heart pounded hard. However, as a middle-aged man, he couldn’t just put his feelings into words. Anyway, he felt like a new person when seeing Frances now.
But Khalid didn’t intend to get back with Frances soon either because he was still under the shadow of the past. No matter how much one had changed, he didn’t believe they would change radically.
Just as Khalid and Old Mrs. Grant were talking, Katherine and Frances came down together, followed by Marshall, who looked amused.
Frances muttered as she walked down the stairs, "Actually I woke up, but I saw her sleeping so well, and I fell asleep again. I don’t need a lot of sleep. Such thing has never happened to me before."
Katherine was annoyed to hear that, turning to Frances. "How can you blame me for taking a nap? I’ve never heard of anything so ridiculous." She went on grumbling, "What’s wrong with taking an afternoon nap? It’s a normal thing to do. Why does it sound like something shameful coming from your mouth?"
Frances shot a glance at Katherine out of the corner of her eye. "It’s a normal thing for you to do, but not for me."
These two bickered like sisters instead of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
Frances froze at the sight of Khalid. "You’re back."
Khalid gave a smile. "It’s alright. Just take a nap when you’re tired. No one will blame you for it."
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