Blizzard First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 392

"Now, he follows me around without saying much, but he doesn't dote on me like he used to."

Old Mr. Reed stroked his beard. "You're not divorcing him. Do you have a plan?"

"No special plan. He just won't agree, so I'll keep tormenting him until he gives in."

Old Mr. Reed was past the point of meddling in the affairs of the younger generation. "In any case, I've taught you everything I know. Whether you marry that grandson of mine is entirely up to you."

"You don't have to marry Julian for my sake."

Isabel said, "Julian and I have an agreement. Once I'm divorced, I'll definitely marry him. But if I can't get divorced, then there's nothing to be done."

Old Mr. Reed said no more. "It's your life, you decide."

Isabel went out and brought back some warm pastries for him. Old Mr. Reed waved them away.

The small cabin couldn't accommodate so many people. They stayed out until evening, then spent the night at a hotel before starting their journey back.

But by the time they reached the first rest stop, both Isabel and Julian felt a sense of unease. They had the same thought.

Isabel said to Evelyn, "You take the others back. Julian and I are going to head back for a bit."

"You're not taking the car?"

"You guys take it. We'll find another ride. Otherwise, there won't be enough room for all of you."

With that, she waved them off, grabbed Julian's arm, and found a car to take them back.

For once, Julian wasn't smiling. When they got to the cabin, they didn't see anyone. They immediately went up the mountain to her grandmother's grave.

Old Mr. Reed was leaning against the headstone, his eyes closed. Traces of snow dusted his body.

***

After laying Old Mr. Reed to rest, they returned to the cabin and found a note he had left.

It was just as they'd thought: he didn't want a funeral, just to be buried next to her grandmother.

Isabel covered her eyes with her hand, composing herself. She said to Julian, "Even if Old Mr. Reed didn't want a funeral, we should still stay here for a few days to honor him."

After speaking, she called Evelyn to explain the situation.

"He passed away?" Evelyn was stunned. "But he was perfectly fine when we had dinner and talked last night."

In truth, Old Mr. Reed had wanted to go ever since her grandmother passed. He only stayed to help his grandmother look after her. Now that she could live well on her own, he no longer had a reason to stay.

"Yes. We're going to stay here for a few days. I'll have to count on you."