"Health? Why bother fussing over this old body?" Cole's voice was heavy with bitterness. "Trapped in this massive, empty house all day, forbidden from stepping outside-it might as well be a prison. I've lived a full life, and I'm done with these bitter concoctions!" Evangeline's eyes sparkled with understanding as she realized her hunch was right.

Her grandfather might have thrown in the towel, but she had a trick up her sleeve.

"Don't you want to meet your great-grandson?" She set aside her spoon and gently patted her growing belly. "Grandpa, this little rascal is a real handful. He's always doing somersaults inside, eager to pop out and see you!"

Cole's eyes lit up with a mix of joy and regret. "Of course, my great-grandson! How could that slip my mind?"

When the maid came back, she found them in a fit of giggles and wondered what had happened. A quick glance revealed the chicken soup bowl, polished clean.

"Ms. Evangeline, your oatmeal is ready."

Evangeline did not even glance at the bowl, with a subtle look, she signaled for the maid to pass it to Cole.

To the maid's astonishment, Cole took it and devoured it eagerly, savoring every spoonful.

With the oatmeal finished and a contented burp, Cole settled beside Evangeline.

got lost in her show, Cole felt

away, his biggest concern had been her and Walter's

and Walter were all smiles and sweet gestures, but Cole could not shake the feeling that

ask you something?" Cole broke the

of

spine, but she

"Of course,

why beat around the

cover up her jitters, Evangeline casually popped a piece of melon

Walter lately?

Evangeline hacked away until she finally got it out. "Grandpa! Me and Walter, fighting? What

hand for him

was only upon

Did you just get it?" Cole eyed her with a hint

cleared her throat, ready

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