Maureen held herself back from rushing over.

She still didn’t know if Heather had recognized Jacob, so she couldn’t act impulsively.

Heather squatted before Jacob, her heart aching when he called her a stranger.

“Jacob, how can Grandma be a stranger?

We’ve known each other for months now. Grandma truly likes you.”

Heather thought of how he mentioned his mommy, Katherine, and added: “Is your mommy

worried about Grandma?

After tomorrow’s Harvest Festival, Grandma will invite her to talk. Then we won’t be strangers anymore, right?”

Jacob never expected this grandma who bullied his mommy to be so persistent. For twenty days this month, she’d used picking up Willie as an excuse to find him.

Either bringing gifts or snacks.

He refused every single time, yet she wouldn’t give up.

Jacob recalled what he’d uncovered about her past mistreatment of his mother, his expression frosty. “Grandma Heather, I may be young, but I understand this: if someone dislikes you, no amount of pleasing them will work.”

Heather felt her composure shatter.

It wasn’t just the sting of rejection, but how chillingly he mirrored Geoffrey’s childhood defiance.

Young Geoffrey had spoken with that same cutting edge.

“Don’t you like Grandma?” Heather asked, surprised by the depth of her own hurt.

Jacob offered a polite, distant smile. “I’m sorry, Grandma Heather. I have my own grandmother.”

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understood this was the undeniable pull

flesh and

over a hundred gifts. Every

nanny’s hand, burned with jealousy. “Why does

nanny had no answers. The formidable iron lady had inexplicably claimed this boy

observing intently, yet Heather’s relentless pursuit of Jacob remained

that, sharing a mother–son bond, Jacob had noticed her

be recognized by him,

he left, he said

the child she adored actually thought she

good person, but how could a

Heather resumed her usual coldness

that child look like

tension in Maureen’s

does look a

smiled bitterly: “Not just a bit. When I first saw him, I thought he was my

he were my grandson, I’d give him the

Maureen suddenly didn’t know what

she wasn’t a

she was definitely a grandma who loved her

pity that the Sutton Family wouldn’t allow her

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chosen

returning to

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over carefully

from grace. Where would you

gazing at

a divorced woman support

she’d make Heather understand she

set down her

“Reenie? What’s up?”

munching on

to talk to

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