Chapter 142


    E was momentarily taken aback, seemingly caught off guard by the situation.


    It took a considerable amount of time before she came back to her senses. “Aunt Andrea, did you hear


    the way your granddaughter-inw was speaking? Her husband works so tirelessly to support their


    family financially. She doesn’t even have a job and relies solely on stor for financial support. Doesn’t


    she care about her husband at all? How can she speak so callously?”


    Andrea had grown ustomed to such remarks. With a hint of frustration on her face, she retorted, “I


    was finally discharged today. This should be a cause for celebration. If you have something to say,


    please, continue. If not, then please, shut your mouth. A wife’s role is to be loved and supported. Will


    your satisfaction onlye if your children tread the same path as you, living in difort? Both of


    them have their own lives to lead. Why do you feel the need to pass judgment?”


    A faint smile curled at the corners of Anastasia’s lips as she observed Andrea. She couldn’t help but


    think that Andrea might be the only rational person in the entire Lopez family.


    “Aunt Andrea, look at what you’re doing. You must stop spoiling her. I’ve heard from Naomi that this


    daughter-inw of yours isn’t as pleasant as she appears,” E retorted, her cheeks flushed with


    embarrassment. When she spotted Naomi entering the scene, it was as if she had found an ally.


    “Naomi, see this for yourself! Your daughter-inw won’t even move. Even stor had to take care of


    washing the fruits for her.”


    A shadow passed over Naomi’s face. No matter how she looked at it, she found nothing appealing


    about Anastasia. However, stor had previously warned her about Andrea’s fragile health and her


    inability to endure shocks. So, she chose not to cross the line. “Humph, she’s not one to tolerate being


    controlled, is she?” Naomi mocked.


    Anastasia remainedposed in her seat, a sneer ying on her lips.


    “Annie,e join me in the other room. The atmosphere here is suffocating,” Andrea urged in a low


    voice as she gently took hold of Anastasia’s hand, guiding her to another room.


    Anastasia offered a grateful smile to Andrea.


    “Annie, tell me the truth. You and stor… Are you two fighting?” Andrea murmured.


    Despite her age, her sixth sense remained keen.


    Anastasia lowered her head. Not a single word escaped her lips.


    “Annie, even if you are not my biological granddaughter, I’d like to understand things from your


    perspective,” Andrea said, sighing softly before retrieving a bracelet from a jewelry box. “This bracelet


    was originally meant for my daughter-inw, but Naomi didn’t like it, and found it old-fashioned.


    Perhaps it suits you better.”


    “Grandma Andrea…” Anastasia hesitated, wanting to decline the offer. However, if she did that, she


    would have to tell her about her impending divorce from stor.


    “Annie, whatever may be happening, I want you to think it through. You and stor must trust one


    another. That child… He had never received much paternal affection during his childhood, and that’s


    been his loss. Not to mention, his mother is a woman with an assertive personality. He mostly grew up


    with his grandfather. The wound from his own family would inevitably leave some lingering scars,”


    Andrea said tenderly.


    She hoped Anastasia would show more empathy towards stor.


    Andrea continued, “But if you genuinely feel mistreated, then you must prioritize your own well-being. If


    stor truly lets you slip away, it would only mean he was unworthy of you.” She let out a sigh.


    Anastasia looked at Andrea, and a twinge of anxiety crossed her expression as she wondered if


    Andrea had discovered something.


    “That girl, Felicia, I don’t particrly like her. Her utilitarianism is overbearing. Having lived a lengthy


    life, I must admit to having a keen judgment. Even so, onlookers see most of the game. I’ve said what I


    have to say. If stor can awaken and regain his rationality, please consider affording him another


    chance. But if he remains obstinate, then perhaps it’s best to move on.” Andrea’s voice grew slightly


    husky.


    She picked up an album from the table, adjusted her sses, and began leafing through it. “I realize I


    mighte off as self-centered when sharing all this with you. The issues with stor were primarily


    his fault. I have no right to ask you to forgive him. But, I can see that that child still holds feelings for


    you. He just doesn’t know how to express it properly.”


    Anastasia lowered her head and remained silent.


    “This is his grandfather,” Andrea said as she smiled, pointing to the photo of a young Maverick.


    stor bore a striking resemnce to him. In an era where beautifying filters were nonexistent, he was


    truly a handsome and charismatic man.


    Andrea began reminiscing about her past. “Back in our day, marriages are not based on looks but


    rather arranged by our parents. But me and Maverick chose to fall in love freely.” As she spoke, her


    face lit up with a triumphant gleam.


    “Come on, Grandma Andrea. You’re a beauty yourself.” Anastasia smiled.


    Her praise elicited a smile on Andrea’s lips. “You might not know but, Maverick and I were divorced


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    Anastasia nced at Andrea in shock.


    The idea that Andrea and Maverick had gone through divorces was unexpected.


    Suddenly, Andrea shared a surprising revtion. “Let me tell you a secret. stor’s father is not my


    biological son. I am not capable of bearing a child.”


    Anastasia stared at Andrea in astonishment.