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Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

When Arabella was angry, everyone was so frightened that they held their breath. Connor, standing just behind Arabella, was particularly worried. He hadn’t anticipated that his grandmother would uncover the truth so quickly and was concerned about the possibility of another crisis like the one from the day before

Marissa stood rooted to the spot. Just when everyone was in a panic, Arabella pursed her lips and snorted. “We used to be so close; I can’t believe you would leave without a word. Has someone new taken my place? Do you have another old woman to call Grandma now?”

At ninety years old, Arabella’s thinking and demeanor had regressed to being childlike. A mix of irritation and sulkiness was on her face, which somehow made her endearing. Connor let out a breath of relief and quickly helped Arabella to the sofa

“Grandma, Tiffany didn’t leave us. She went to study medicine and has been quite successful. She was the one who saved you last night.” Arabella took Marissa by the hand and guided her to sit next to her. “Sweetie, tell me, is that true?”

“Well, yes.” Marissa was unsure how to react and chose to go along with whatever story Connor had made up

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“So, there’s no new grandma? Or did Connor upset you somehow?”

“No.”

on a day

actually Tiffany Nash, making up details on the spot was challenging.

“Grandma, on that day, Tiffany’s teacher urgently needed her, so she had to leave quickly. She couldn’t say goodbye because she had lost her

to deceive, and soon Marissa found herself engaging effortlessly, eliciting genuine laughter from Arabella. Connor observed from the side. The village girl, who

back to her room to rest. Once Arabella was asleep, Marissa felt the urgency to move things along, saying, “Mr. Daniels, please, let’s hurry.” Connor nodded. Aware of her urgency to marry her fiancé, he didn’t want to hold her up any longer. He quickly arranged for a car,

expected a straightforward procedure but were stunned to learn there was a mandatory one-month cooling-off period for divorces. Not only

How can you

her expression one of deep annoyance. She

now, the cooling-off period made it necessary. For some reason, Connor smiled and quickly gave his number, watching her as she

her, he was confused. “I still don’t have your

“You don’t need my number. I’ll reach

he didn’t dare argue. He even stood there cautiously, worried she might scold him in public. This country girl paid him no mind! He had learned the previous night that this