Natalie slightly frowned as Grace held her hand.
Hector had confirmed that Grace was physically healthy, having undergone a thorough check-up. As for her mental state, Grace was content, and everyone had agreed there was no need to push her to regain full cognitive abilities.
Natalie shared the same sentiment—knowing the truth about Victor and Diana's actions would only cause Grace more distress.
"No, I remember," Grace said, still holding Natalie tightly.
She still seemed a little fearful, but slowly, she calmed herself.
"Nattie, are you really with Marcus?" Grace asked.
"Yes," Natalie replied, offering a warm, practiced smile.
Her gaze softened slightly, radiating the joy of being in love. "Grandma, you don't need to worry anymore. The Langley family can't hurt me, and Selena and Tyler have no power over me."
"Nattie, does Marcus treat you well?" Grace asked.
The happy smile that had once graced her features had faded.
"Marcus treats me very well," Natalie assured her, spinning around in the white dress Marcus had bought for her.
Natalie had never worn skirts before. She usually stuck to black athletic wear or rugged outdoor jackets and cargo pants. The dark colors highlighted her pale, almost translucent skin. As a girl, she always felt like the somber attire made her seem distant and unapproachable.
In the white dress, everything was different. The color contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, and her long hair flowed naturally down to her waist. Her delicate face was lightly made up, with her eyes and smile exuding warmth and happiness.
After having a boyfriend, she seemed to radiate a new energy that was far from the girl she used to be.
When Grace saw her, her eyes suddenly filled with tears. Before Natalie could react, they began to fall uncontrollably, leaving her startled.
"Grandma, what's wrong?" Natalie asked. "Did Marcus hurt you?"
She remembered how Marcus had pulled her aside earlier and spoke with Grace. After their conversation, Grace's mood had changed drastically.
"If Marcus hurt you, tell me, and I'll go take care of him," Natalie said firmly.
"No, Marcus didn't hurt me," Grace replied, wiping her eyes.
After a while, she looked at Natalie and smiled. "Nattie, you look beautiful."
Grace reached into her pocket, pulled out a mini fruit tart, and placed it in Natalie's hand. "Here, eat."
Natalie smiled, taking the fruit tart from her. "You eat too, Grandma."
She broke the tart in half, offering one piece to Grace and taking the other for herself.
Grace smiled as she took a bite. "It's delicious."
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