Chapter 2512


    Chapter 2512


    “If that’s how you feel, there’s not much left to say. Just remember the lesson fromst time, will ya?


    Stay clear of the taken men. There’s no one here you want to mess with.”


    After mingling with the VIPS, Balfour sidled up to Dean, whispering, “Grandma and Ivy have been


    upstairs for a bit. I’ll go check on them. Grandpa, don’t drink anymore wine. I’ve had someone swap it


    out for juice.”


    Dean had been nodding agreeably to the first part, but when it came to surrendering his liquor, his face


    dropped. It wasn’t easy, sneaking extra drinks while the missus was away, and now even this small


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    pleasure was being snatched away by his own grandson.


    Balfour couldn’t care less about Dean’s disgruntled look; at his age, he needed to watch it.


    Bounding up the stairs two at a time, Balfour pushed open the door only to find Ivy gently massaging


    Alyssa’s temples.


    “Shh-”


    Ivy immediately gestured for Balfour to keep it down as he entered.


    It seemed that age was indeed catching up with Alyssa. Just a bit of socializing downstairs had worn


    her out.


    Balfour’s brow furrowed with concern at the sight.


    Time was slipping through his fingers, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He took a seat next


    to Ivy, his gaze heavy with worry as he looked at the silvery strands in Alyssa’s hair.


    Once they were sure Alyssa was sound asleep, Ivy tiptoed around to tuck her in with a light nket,


    then led Balfour out to the balcony.


    “Time spares no one. Their health is fading,” said Balfour.


    Ivy had never seen such a somber look in Balfour’s eyes. He was visibly downcast, his frown shielding


    his emotions.


    Ivy felt the sorrow that hung around him, and she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around his head.


    No words couldfort Balfour at that moment, so she showed her support through her embrace,


    silently conveying, “Don’t worry. I’m here.”


    Whatever happened, she’d stay by his side.


    Time was ruthless, and Dean and Alyssa were aging quietly without notice.


    “All we can do is cherish the time we have with them, be there for them, and not dwell in sadness. It


    would break their hearts to see us like this,” Ivy whispered, as if sharing secrets meant only for them.


    “Grandma even said she wants me to spend time with her once I’m done with my current project. My


    fan meeting is next week, and after that, I’ll move back here. We’ll keep thempany, and make sure


    they’re not so alone.”


    Balfour couldn’t stop time’s relentless march, but he could honor his grandparents by being present,


    ensuring their lives were without regret.


    After a moment, Balfour finally rxed.


    Ivy stayed by his side, her hand softly stroking his hair, reminding him that she was there, just as he


    had always been there for her.


    Eventually, Balfour sheepishly pulled away from her embrace, standing tall as Ivy’s gaze followed him


    tenderly.


    “Feeling any better?”


    Balfour looked down into Ivy’s eyes, and after a brief moment, a smile broke across his face. Leaning


    their foreheads together, their eyes sparkled with sharedughter.


    “Yeah.”


    “That’s good to hear.”


    Guessing that Alyssa might be waking up soon, the two finally left thefort of the balcony and


    headed back inside.