My Child and I Married a Billionaire novel Chapter 98

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: At Least She Knows Her Place

Another pleasant, cozy evening passed. The next morning, Damien had to go to the company.

He gave Candy a kiss goodbye, then looked to Cecelia.

"I’m leaving now. You and Grandpa have fun at home. Call me if you need anything."

Holding Candy’s hand, Cecelia saw him to the door. She watched him get into the car before returning to the living room. Seeing Grandpa sitting on the sofa rubbing his legs, she hurried over to help massage them, taking the opportunity to examine them.

"Sigh, I’m old and useless. My legs don’t listen to me anymore. It’s either this ache or that one, and the doctors can’t find anything wrong. Looks like I’m not far from death’s door."

Grandpa sighed. "But before I die, I want to see Damien have a few more children. That boy... he lacked familial warmth for the first thirty years of his life, he was so lonely. It’s a rare thing for him to meet you. He’s taken a liking to you, Cecelia. It might be tough on you, but please hurry and have a few more children for him."

"If I can see Damien and you with a warm, happy, big family, I can die in peace."

Cecelia said, "...Grandpa, don’t say that. You seem to be in great health."

"Don’t try to humor me with such words. I know my own body."

Cecelia wasn’t just humoring him; she truly wished him well.

"I studied a bit of medicine in the past. I know some acupuncture and physical therapy. My brother had a leg injury from a car accident, and it would bother him whenever the weather turned bad. He recovered a lot through physical therapy. If you don’t mind, I could try to help you, too."

"Really?" Grandpa’s eyes lit up. "You know medicine, too?"

"Only a little. I just hope you don’t mind me trying."

There was no proper equipment at home. Since they had nothing better to do anyway, the driver took Grandpa and Cecelia to a traditional Chinese medicine hall. They picked out some tools and medicinal herbs, brought them home, and she began his physical therapy.

Whether it was a placebo effect or genuinely effective, after half a day, a beaming Grandpa said he felt much more comfortable.

"Then let’s stick with it. If we do this every day, you’ll be full of life and energy in less than a month."

"That would be great! Maybe I’ll live to be a hundred, hahaha."

The three of them had lunch. Afterward, Grandpa went to rest. Cecelia gave Candy her medicine, and the little girl fell asleep for her nap.

Cecelia was about to rest for a while with Candy when she suddenly received a call from Annabelle Young.

"Why were you discharged? I went to the hospital to see Candy, but I couldn’t find you. You didn’t come to work yesterday, and you didn’t come in today either. Did something happen?"

Hearing Annabelle’s voice, Cecelia felt a pang of guilt.

She knew about Annabelle’s feelings for Damien, and she knew why Annabelle had gotten close to her in the first place.

The only reason she had accepted Annabelle’s help was because she’d had no improper designs on Damien and had genuinely wanted to set the two of them up.

’Who knew that in just one day, things would turn out like this?’

’Cecelia felt like she’d been pushed into a role she wasn’t ready for, and now she was stuck in a predicament with no easy way out. She had no idea how to explain any of it to Annabelle.’ She thought.

"I’m fine. The doctor said there was no need to stay in the hospital any longer—we just needed to take some medicine home and rest. So, we were discharged. I’ve had my hands full looking after Candy since we got home. I meant to call and let you know, but I got busy and it completely slipped my mind. I’m really sorry, Miss Young."

"Oh, so that’s what happened. Don’t worry about it."

Annabelle said politely, "So you’re at home now? Where do you live? I’ve already bought some gifts. I’ll come see Candy and chat with you."

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