Chapter 147 Unexpectedly, Luke Tightened His Grip On Her Wrist!

Luke's brows furrowed slightly, his dignified expression still a little upset. She knew why he was feeling upset.

"Can you show some respect?" Bianca pulled out her hand to avoid any more unnecessary touching.

Out of her expectation, the man gripped her wrist even tighter the very next moment.

Luke's deep and piercingly cold gaze was chilling as he looked at her flickering eyes. "How do I show my respect to you? Should I address you as my cousin-in- law?"

His tone was sarcastic and cold.

Bianca was once again annoyed by his words. "If that's what you want to call me, I don't mind."

Just when the man was on the verge of breaking her wrist, Grandpa said, "Bea, have you packed the kid's school bag?"

Bianca could not say anything from the pain she was feeling. Her wrist would have broken if he had not loosened his grip.

Luke's cannibalistic appearance was reflected in her misty eyes. She lowered her head, gritted her teeth silently, and broke away from his grip...

"Say goodbye to Grandpa." There was no expression on Luke's face when he told his son as he reached the door.

The little guy took his daddy's hand, turned his head, and waved his other hand toward the hospital bed. "Goodbye, Great-grandpa. Have a good rest. I... I'll come and see you tomorrow..."

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow," the old man said.

The little guy was taken out of the ward by his dad.

Before the ward's door closed, he looked back at Aunt Bea who had not come out. He walked along the corridor and looked up. "Daddy, I think Aunt Bea is secretly crying."

Luke did not look at his son. "You're mistaken."

The little guy insisted, saying, "I'm not mistaken..."

The man frowned.

Bianca thought that Grandpa would ask why she suddenly minded the difference between their family background and why they suddenly broke up when everything was going fine.

However, Grandpa did not ask her.

Grandpa lay on the hospital bed. He did not sigh nor frown. He did not want to put pressure on his granddaughter.

Brayden texted her.

She tucked the corner of the blankets before going out, gently closing

at the

he saw Bianca, he asked with care,

did not intend

we have something to drink?" Brayden pointed to

She wanted to sit down and

arrived at the coffee

they had eaten together before, he knew what

arrive even

asked, "Why's your

few days." Bianca

she said, especially the words 'the typical thing

"Are you taking care of him by yourself in the

that moment, the

waiter put down the

with her fingers as if she was numb from the heat. "My

that he had brought toward his lips. After learning about Kevin's

silence, he frowned

got up and left. Bianca waited until almost all the customers in the coffee bar were gone before finding the strength to go

a good decision. Perhaps they should not even have dated

the next

packing breakfast for Grandpa and went to

on the subway,

from an

"Hello? Is this Bianca?"

was a

speaking." The subway

held the handrail tightly with her left

have some things to

shocked. "Sure, Mrs.

lot of alcohol. Brayden never did things like this before. His dad and I asked him why he drank. Perhaps it was the alcohol

to say something when Bianca's family's conditions were unacceptable. As Brayden's mother, she did not know what Brayden thought, but since he was a child, he was always kind,

that the two

Are you listening?"

the subway line had very bad signals. She knew what Brayden's mother said and was about to respond when it seemed that his mother could

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