My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Why Don’t You Compliment Alicia?

The Blackwood family business had been passed down from my grandfather’s generation, but it truly flourished under his leadership.

In his youth, he sacrificed his health for work. As the years went by, his condition worsened until he eventually needed a liver transplant and long-term immunosuppressants just to survive.

During those difficult years, Nana never left his side.

She supported him through everything—managing affairs when he was too weak, holding the family together when things were falling apart.

But in the end...

He didn’t make it.

He passed away a few years before Nana took me in after my father’s death.

Back then, Nana was drowning in grief.

She barely spoke.

Barely ate.

Barely lived.

And then I arrived.

I didn’t fix anything.

I didn’t heal her.

But somehow... I understood her silence.

Maybe it was because I was just as broken.

Two lonely people learning how to exist in the same space.

Slowly, without either of us realizing it, we became each other’s comfort.

And over time...

I became her favorite granddaughter.

After Chairman Blackwood passed, Nana inherited the position.

Even now, despite her age, she still managed the family affairs with quiet authority.

Alexander handled most of the company as CEO, but everyone knew—

Nana was still the heart of the Blackwood family.

I walked toward the kitchen.

"Grandma," I called softly as I entered.

She turned immediately.

"Alicia," she said, her voice warm but firm. "Go sit outside. Don’t worry yourself in here."

I smiled lightly. "I’m not doing anything outside anyway. I might as well help you."

She gave me a long, knowing look.

Then shook her head.

"How can you say you’re not doing anything? Go sit with Alexander and talk to him."

Her expression changed slightly.

Then, more carefully, she added,

"Is there something wrong between you two?"

My fingers paused for half a second.

"I saw the news," she continued. "Don’t worry. I’ll have a serious talk with that boy."

Her concern tightened something in my chest.

"Nana," I said gently, "you don’t need to worry about us. Alexander and I will sort things out ourselves."

Her gaze softened.

But there was still steel underneath it.

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