"Grandma, I''m gonna head back to my room if there''s nothing else," Gerard said before turning on
his heel and leaving.
J watched Gerard''s retreating back, her face turning as white as a sheet with anger.
Edna walked in from the garden, attempting to soothe J. "J, Gerry''s still wet behind the
ears. There''s a lot he needs to learn, and he''ll get it eventually. Please, don''t be mad."
J let out a heavy sigh. "He''s getting a bit too out of hand, hanging out with a bad crowd. It''s only
a matter of time before they lead him astray. Darleen, on the other hand, has been a blessing from
the start – never caused you a lick of trouble."
Edna smiled wistfully. "Darleen may seem sensible, but she''s got her moments, too. And you know,
girls, they just mature faster than boys."
The mention of Darleen softened J''s features. "Isn''t her birthdaying up? She''s my only
granddaughter, and I''ve got to pick out something special for her."
J had always treated Darleen as her own flesh and blood, speaking of her with an affection that
brooked no disputes.
"She doesn’t need anything fancy. J, you shouldn’t spoil her!"
J scolded her gently, "I''m not spoiling her! It''s for my granddaughter!"
"You shouldn''t talk like that," Edna continued, a hint of sadness in her voice. "I know Jonah''s heart
still aches for Carole. I never deluded myself into thinking I could take her ce. As long as I know
Jonah''s happy, that''s enough for me."
J''s eyes filled with sympathy as she looked at Edna.
So many years had passed, and yet Edna remained as kind-hearted as ever.
Eighteen years ago, had she fought just a little harder, Carole might not have had the chance she
did. It was a bitter reminder that being too kind-hearted was not always a blessing.
J patted Edna''s hand. "Nonsense! You''re the only daughter-inw I see, and as long as I''m
breathing, Jonah won''t be bringing any other woman into our family!"
Edna had already given eighteen years of her life waiting for Jonah. J wouldn''t let her wait
another eighteen in vain.
With another sigh, J changed the subject. "Edna, why waste your days by my side? Go keep
Jonahpany. I had someone make him a healing broth; take it to him."
If Edna focused all her attention on Jonah, maybe she would have married him by now.
"Jonah needs his space; I don''t want to disturb him," Edna tly refused.
J held Edna''s hand tighter, insisting, "Delia''s right. Gerry doesn''t see the storm on the horizon,
and I''m counting on you to give our family another child."
"J!" Edna''s face blushed crimson. "Please don''t tease me!"
"I''m dead serious," J said earnestly. "You and Jonah are still young. What''s there to fear about
having a child?"
After insisting once more, J handed the broth to Edna. "Go on, now! Hurry up!"
Reluctantly, Edna took the broth and headed for Jonah''s ce.
Her car pulled up outside Capital Hospital.
She made a beeline for the VIP suite on the seventh floor.
Two burly guards stood watch at the door. Unfamiliar with Edna, they blocked her entry.
"I''m here to bring Jonah some broth, from J," Edna exined with a smile.
The guards exchanged a look before one went inside. Momentster, he returned. "The boss says
just hand over the broth to me."
Edna hesitated, then passed the thermos to the guard. "How''s your boss doing with his recovery?"
The guard replied with formal detachment. "The boss is doing just fine, ma''am. No need to worry."
A shadow crossed Edna''s face.
Jonah was forever like this, without ever offering her a glimmer of hope.
N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
If only he hadn''t been so indifferent, she wouldn''t have impulsively married Darleen''s father out of
sheer anger.
But this time, she was determined not to let go of Jonah.
She was going to im the title of Mrs. Lindsay! It was hers and hers alone!