Henry was sitting out on the balcony, staring at the downpour and lightning storm in the distance.

"Grandpa...?"

Helen called out again, finally bringing Henry to his senses.

He turned and forced a smile. "Oh, Helen. What are you doing? Shouldn't you be having dinner with your mother and the others?"

Helen was speechless as she saw that her grandfather had grown more wrinkles over what happened yesterday, and she simply dropped to her knees beside him.

"Oh, Helen." Henry pulled her into his arms and tousled her hair as he groaned in pain. "Frank is such a wonderful kid. Why can't any of you see that?"

"I know." Helen sobbed. "But he's so proud and stubborn. I told him to thank Mr. Graves, but he had to refuse, though Mr. Graves saved his life!"

did a double take and smacked himself on the forehead.

"Grandpa.?"

are both too stupid to see the truth, and you're no different? You've been married to Frank for three years, and you still don't understand his character? Has

and she remembered the misery and frustration in Frank's

afternoon, she

himself again. "Silly girl—you have to reconcile with Frank right now, or your mother and brother will end up driving him against us! Nothing can save

to her feet, wiping away her tears as her expression became

as you understand that, we

thunderous bellow resounded from

Zonda! Come out and

the bellow, while Henry closed his eyes in despair.

Grandpa. I'll handle this." Helen quickly came to her

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