After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back (Aveline and Lucas) novel Chapter 798

Lucas's expression was truly terrifying, cold as ice, his dark eyes laced with a hint of harshness. Even though the person on the hospital bed was his grandmother, he showed no sign of softening.

Aveline saw this and quickly said, "No, Grandma didn’t bully me."

Barbara nodded repeatedly. “Yes, yes, I didn’t bully her. She wanted to cry on her own, I didn’t bully her.”

Aveline was at a loss for words, caught between laughing and crying.

She wiped her tears and said, "Seeing Grandma like this now, I just remembered some things from the past."

Hearing this, Lucas’ expression softened a bit, and he asked, “What did you remember?”

Aveline, her eyes red from crying, looked at him with a faint sadness. “Are you sure you want to know?”

Lucas sighed. “Never mind.”

There were many unpleasant things in the past, best not to bring them up.

He turned to Barbara with a softened expression. “Why did you want to see her today?”

Barbara still looked aggrieved and scared, her cloudy eyes filled with fear as she replied, “You’re so fierce. You’re not my good grandson anymore.”

Lucas was speechless.

The caregiver quickly chimed in, “Mr. Tudor, you shouldn’t be like this. Madam Barbara now has a child’s temperament. How could she possibly bully Mrs. Tudor?”

Well, that was convenient.

When Lucas wasn’t around, it was always “Miss Young,” but the moment he showed up, it changed to “Mrs. Tudor.”

Aveline didn’t mind this at all.

Lucas walked over, picked up the wreath, and placed it back in Barbara’s hands. “Do you like this wreath?”

“I like it!”

Barbara nodded enthusiastically.

Lucas continued, “Do you know who made it for you?”

Barbara immediately beamed, “My granddaughter-in-law made it for me. Isn’t it pretty?”

Aveline replied, “I have work to do. I need to get busy.”

“Oh.” Barbara responded softly, then suddenly added, “Don’t cry, okay? Grandma’s here.”

In an instant, the emotions Aveline had tried so hard to suppress surged up again.

She had no idea what prompted Barbara to say that. Had she remembered something? Or was it some subconscious instinct telling her to say it?

But whatever the reason, her eyes were already misting over.

“Okay, I understand.”

Her voice was muffled as she spoke, and before her emotions could spill over, she quickly walked away.

Lucas watched Barbara with a complicated expression and asked, “Didn’t you say you didn’t like her?”

Barbara’s expression was a bit blank. “I don’t like her? Why wouldn’t I like her? I like her. She was just crying, and when she cries, I feel awful. I like her.”

Her words were jumbled and incoherent, making it hard to understand exactly what she meant.