In Sonia's memories, she had never once seen her grandmother at the Reed Residence. She never heard Henry talk about her grandmother either.
When she was a child, she was curious about what her grandparents were like, but Henry never gave her an answer. He would merely stroke her head while his eyes flashed with emotions she did not understand back then.
Later on, when she was older, she realized the emotions in his eyes were despair and sorrow.
She wondered why Henry would look so sad when his parents were mentioned, so she secretly investigated them. She found out that the first time the Reeds went bankrupt, her grandparents were murdered by some loan sharks.
It was no wonder he was never willing to talk about them, and the sorrow he felt whenever they were brought up.
She had never once enjoyed the love of a grandparent. It was only when she married into the Fullers that she felt the love of a grandmother; how kind and warm it was.
Titus' sudden mention of her grandmother made her curious once more; what was her grandmother like? Would she have been a kind old lady like Rose?
As if he could read her thoughts, Titus gently said, "Your grandmother was actually a very strict woman."
She was startled.
Strict? That meant her grandmother was not a kind and lovable woman like Rose.
Toby ran his fingers through her hair. "Mr. Gray is correct on that point; Old Mrs. Gray was a very stern old woman. While my grandmother is a kind woman most of the time, she is an uncompromising and harsh woman when it comes to major issues. You know that, right?"
Sonia nodded. "I do."
She had seen how serious Rose was when she handled important issues.
"Old Mrs. Gray was a more severe woman than Grandma. I have met her a few times. Every time I saw her, she would never crack a single smile. She was a terrifying old woman."
"Mr. Fuller is right, yet not." Titus shook his head. "Sonny, your grandmother might appear that way, but she was very kind and loving deep down. She was a daughter of a rich and powerful family as a young woman. Her stern and unsmiling demeanor was due to the pain and suffering she went through during that era. In reality, there was still a soft side to her. She was also amazing at embroidery. Many of her works are kept in the national museum's collection with some even sent overseas as diplomatic gifts. There was a rule she always abided by though; she would never embroider for family. However, your birth made her break her own rule."
Sonia was immediately reminded of something as she gasped, "The swaddle blanket..."
"That's right." Titus' smile turned gentler when he heard her say that. "Your grandmother broke her own rule for you. She embroidered a swaddle blanket to welcome you to this world. When you were taken, the swaddle blanket you were wrapped in was the blanket she had spent ten months painstakingly embroidering. She was so overjoyed by your imminent birth that she picked up the needle and thread once more. Despite her blurry vision, she used ten months to finish that blanket. In reality, ten months would not be enough to finish a swaddle blanket if it were anyone else."
There was nothing in that statement Sonia could disagree with.
She might not know how to embroider, but she knew how difficult it was.
A tiny bag the size of her palm would require a few months of work if it were embroidered by the best embroiderer around. The swaddle blanket was quite big.
"She..."
Titus sighed as if he knew what she was going to ask. "In order to make sure you can use the blanket as soon as you are born, she would embroider through the night. Finally, she finished the blanket just after you were born. Unfortunately, she fell ill soon after because of the stress. Her health had deteriorated, and she nearly went blind."
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