Chapter 157


    Chapter 157 Come and Visit Me More Often


    Inside the hospital room, Emily was spoon–feeding Madam Young when we walked in. She paused to


    clean Madam Young’s mouth and set aside the lunchbox, giving us a nod. “Back already?” she said.


    Idris and I both nodded in response.


    Madam Young looked us over and then instructed Emily, “Alex should be here soon. Go on down and


    meet him, will you?”


    With a nod and a quick wave to us, Emily headed out.


    Madam Young turned her attention to me, her eyes soft but her voice weak. “Yvette,e over here. I


    want to talk to you.”


    I moved closer to her bedside, noticing the hardly touched food in the box. “Grandma, aren’t you


    hungry? I can help you,” I offered.


    She shook her head, her eyes filled with warmth. “Yvette, I’m so d you’re here. But I’m afraid… my


    time ising.”


    Her words hit me like a wave of sadness. “Grandma, don’t say that. It was just a fall. You’ll get better,


    and you’ll have many years ahead with us,” I said, trying to sound convincing.


    She gave a gentle smile. “Dear child, we all have our time, and I’ve had plenty. I just regret being so


    hard on you. Do you forgive me?”


    I could not help but smile back, shaking my head. “You always wanted what’s best for us. That’s what


    matters.”


    She let out a sigh, patting my hand with the one that had the IV needle. “You’re such a good kid,” she


    said, her voice filled with pride.


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    Then her gaze shifted to Idris, and her expression turned stern. “Iddy, did you take care of that situation


    with Moore?” It was clear from her tone that she was not pleased with whatever was going


    on with this Moore person.


    Idris gave a nod. “Ensio’s already taken her home.”


    Madam Young’s expression turned stormier. “I wanted you to get her out of the country!”


    Idris’s brow creased slightly as he faced Madam Young. “Grandma, she’s pregnant and about to have


    the baby.”


    “And what’s that to you?” Madam Young’s voice was a low growl, seething with anger. She did not even


    let Idris get a word in before sheid down thew. “You’ve got three days. I’m giving you three days to


    make it happen, or I’ll step in myself.”


    Her words left no room for backtalk.


    Idris’s good looks were marred by a frown. He stayed silent, not agreeing, but not refusing either.


    I had no intention of getting mixed up in this mess and was about to stand up and leave when Madam


    Young turned to me.


    “Yvette, I’m getting on in years, and I need to ask you something.”


    I stopped in my tracks, managing a smile and a nod. “Of course, Grandma. Whatever it is, I’ll take care


    of it for you.”


    She must have caught my serious tone because she cracked a smile and said, “You’re such a good


    kid. With the shape I’m in, I don’t think I’ve got much time left. When you’re old, you just want your


    family close by. Could you and Iddye visit me a bit more?”


    I was caught off guard, waiting for her to go on, but she just gave me this loving look and left it at that.


    I nodded, smiling back. “Grandma, you don’t even have to ask. I’ll be around more, promise.”


    That seemed to light her up, and she let out a rareugh.


    With the conversation about Idris and Moore put to bed, Madam Young and I chatted about this and


    that until, probably because of her meds, she drifted off to sleep.


    I had just finished tucking Madam Young in when I nced back at Idris. He had been a silent shadow


    the whole time, just listening as I chatted with Madam Young.


    Our eyes met for a brief moment before I quietly stepped out of the room.


    Liam and Emily were rushing toward the room as I left. Liam looked like he’d just rolled off a ne, all


    rumpled and worn. Spotting Idris and me, he asked anxiously, “How’s grandma?”


    “She’s stable now and asleep.” I reassured him with a nod.


    Relieved, Liam tiptoed into the room to check on Madam Young.


    Idris caught my eye with a quirk of his eyebrow. “Hungry?”


    I nced at my watch. Seven already? Time sure zipped by. I was about to answer when my phone


    buzzed. Maxwell.


    “Still at the hospital?” Maxwell’s voice came through the moment I picked up.


    “Yeah, what’s up?” I replied.


    “We’re downstairs. Madam Young’s room, we’ll head up soon.‘


    “We?” I frowned slightly.


    “Aunt Deb and Sweety are with me.”


    “Oh,” I said after a beat.


    “Tell me your ward number. I’ll go park the car. They’lle up to meet you first.”