Please behave My Lord novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Bitterness

So, every time Mariana pretended to see these photos for the first time so that grandma would have joy.

The two were sitting in the studio, flipping through an album of photos of Leopold as a child, suddenly, their eyes fell on the last photo in the album.

In the photo, Leopoldo was young and looking at the smiling woman next to him, as if they were in love.

With fingers trembling, trying to repress the various emotions, Mariana spoke in a mute voice:

-Grandma, who is this girl?

Hearing this, Grandma's face, which had been smiling, darkened, and her friendliness faded, a little unnaturally.

-This is one of Leo's childhood classmates.

The voice was weak, as if he didn't want to mention it.

However, Mariana sensed something in her grandmother's tone:

-Grandma, is your name Diana Solis?

Surprised, the grandmother looked at her with surprise and said unconsciously:

-How do you know it?

It was really her. So the two of them had known each other for a long time?

-Grandma, she...

She was going to ask again, but Grandma had already closed the album.

-Mari, this is all in the past, isn't Leo with you now? You are already a couple, so the most important thing is to give grandma a great-grandchild.

-Grandma...

-This is my last wish, to see you happy.

The words fell on Mariana's ears with an expectation.

She looked at her grandmother and couldn't help but fall gently into her grandmother's arms:

-We will, Grandma, we will.

The promise she wasn't sure if it was a promise to her grandmother or to herself.

In the room, it was warm and cozy, but the person at the door was terrified, her hands trembling as she held the tray.

It was Clara.

The grandmother asked her to bring some refreshments, but when she approached the door she heard the words "Diana Solis", which made her startled.

Clara turned around with her tray and went downstairs, a little disoriented. It was as if she had received a blow.

It was already late when she left her grandmother's house. Mariana looked silently at the night sky, as if remembering the last time she was in Zoraida's courtyard with Leopoldo. The memory was so distant that it seemed like a long time ago.

He saw Clara, whose face was as somber as tonight.