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?"

set off. Along the way, she stopped at

parked, curious. "What made you want to come here?"

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

rarely visited- most things were handled by a hired nurse. Maybe that was

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

entourage came to pick her up-including Irwin Lawrence, who at the time was the deputy chief of police. That's when Effie realized why her family had stayed

had even invited Effie and her grandmother out to dinner. But time passed, and

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

been ages! I miss your cooking," she said with

"Actually... I can't cook to save my

at Effie's grandmother's house. She'd offered to cook for Effie, who delivered the meals to her grandmother and Old Mrs. Lawrence. After she was done in the

Well, I still owe you thanks-you brought me such delicious food. We really should get together