Chapter 98 Making Trouble

For Yourself

Eric took a steady breath, pushing his emotions aside before speaking.

“Grandma, please have some faith in Ernest. Have you forgotten how strong he is? He survived a coma–do you really think a bit of rehab will slow him down?”

His words resonated with Nyla, stirring something deep within her.

A slow nod accompanied her sigh. “You’re right. Ernest has always been the responsible one. From the time he was little until now, he never gave me a reason to worry. He excelled at everything he did…”

But as her eyes shifted toward her younger grandson, her expression darkened. “Unlike you! You do nothing but give me headaches!”

A flicker of something unreadable crossed Eric’s face, disappearing just as fast as it came.

“Well, naturally,” he said, flashing his usual careless grin. “He’s the older brother. I’m the reckless younger one.”

“Pfft-” A surprised laugh escaped Nyla despite the tears still clinging to her lashes. With a playful flick to his forehead, she chuckled. “You little troublemaker. Now that your brother’s awake, you’re acting like a little brat

again!”

With a longing sigh, she expressed her hope for Ernest’s swift recovery. “It’ll be easier for you too, once he’s better, right?”

Eric nodded. “Yes, Grandma.”

Throughout the night, they kept vigil in Ernest’s hospital room.

The next morning, Nyla, with Eric’s assistance, helped Ernest get ready for the day.

Ernest’s cheeks reddened from embarrassment, though he couldn’t utter a word yet.

Nyla instantly understood the situation.

Having raised the boys herself, she knew them well.

“You’re shy with your grandma?” She chuckled. “Both you boys, I’ve been cleaning up after you since you were

little-”

“Grandma!” Eric interjected, his hands occupied with a basin. “Not me! Why drag me into this? I was the perfect child!”

Eric’s claim. “Perfect? Really now, you weren’t even this tall

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arrogance, “Clearly, I was meant

beat, “Please, your brother’s the tall one at

little shorter.”

half–serious.

playful argument from his bed, a slight smile appearing on

Ernest, sitting beside his bed to help him drink some

consciousness, his doctors had advised starting with basics like

it slow.” Nyla encouraged gently, spooning water and

attempted to swallow carefully, though a trickle of water still escaped the corner of

gently wiped Ernest’s lips. “Take it easy,

knock at the door.

for a reply, Linda burst in, her breaths quick and

“Ernest…”

paused by his bed, catching her

discreetly moved

visibly fatigued and still wearing her makeup from the previous night’s shoot. Her face bore the marks

bedside and murmured his name, taking his hand gently and resting her forehead against

rough sound emerged from Ernest as he tried to speak, but

hand more firmly, Linda whispered reassuringly, “There’s no need to hurry. Take your time. I’ll be here, waiting to hear all you want to

shared a look at the tender scene unfolding before them. Their silent exchange conveyed a mutual decision; they quietly exited to allow Linda

emerged from Ernest’s room, her eyes visibly swollen from crying.

voice, laden with concern, broke the silence. “What have

responded gently, gripping Linda’s hand in a comforting gesture. “The doctors urge patience, my dear. We should consider it a miracle that he’s even

filled her eyes as she committed aloud, saying, “No matter how long it takes, I’ll be by his side.”

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“I need to reduce my workload to devote more time to caring

Eric had a chance to reply, Nyla

considerate of you. Don’t worry,

Linda’s hand a gentle pat, offering reassurance. “Ernest will pull through. You’ve endured so much these past few

eyes, but

night at the family

hand, he made his way

said as he handed it

“You’re welcome.”

between them was unusually light that

surfaced. “Oh, by the way, have you told Hadley that Ernest is awake?”

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