Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 385

Mr. Patterson said that while other customers might have to wait weeks for a new car, for Effie, he insisted on making sure she got hers right away.

So, the moment Effie signed the papers and paid, her grandmother was already in the driver's seat, beaming as she pulled their brand-new car out of the lot.

"Can you believe it?" Effie joked, settling into the passenger seat. "After all these years, I get to ride shotgun with Grandma at the wheel again."

Her grandmother's eyes shimmered with emotion. She took a steadying breath, wiped at her eyes, and looked straight ahead. "I'm not just going to drive you around," she said. "Someday, when you have children of your own, I'll take them out for a spin too. We'll go shopping together, the three of us."

She paused, then added with a meaningful glance, "You and Lyman should work on that."

A flush crept across Effie's cheeks. "Alright, Grandma..."

"So, where to?" her grandmother asked, clearly not ready to head home just yet. Effie grinned. "Actually, Grandma, there's somewhere I'd like to go."

"Oh? Where's that?"

and they set off. Along the way, she stopped at a

arrived, her grandmother parked, curious. "What

was the Lawrence residence. Old Mrs. Lawrence had once shared a hospital room with Effie's grandmother. Back then, the two elderly women had become

Mrs. Lawrence's own family was always busy with work and rarely visited- most things were handled by a hired nurse. Maybe that was why she often felt neglected, prone to

grandmother, Effie would bring meals for Old Mrs. Lawrence, too. Little by little, they'd all grown close.

the deputy chief of police. That's when Effie realized why her family had stayed away from the hospital: with their social standing, frequent hospital visits would have drawn unnecessary attention, so they'd hired help

invited Effie and her grandmother out to dinner. But time passed, and without many chances to meet, they'd lost touch for

up to her door, Old Mrs. Lawrence greeted them warmly,

ages! I miss your cooking," she said with

laughed, a little embarrassed. "Actually... I can't cook to save

for Effie, who delivered the meals to her grandmother and Old Mrs. Lawrence. After she was done in the kitchen, Nita would head out to job interviews, rarely having time to visit the

owe you thanks-you brought me such delicious food.