Lucas didn't understand why his grandmother suddenly brought up this issue, but he could only endure it silently.

"I understand, Grandma. I'll treat my wife well."

Barbara huffed. "That's more like it."

With that, she released Lucas' ear, which was already red from being twisted.

Aveline, hiding behind a nearby bush, saw this scene and pressed her lips together. At first, she was pleased. But her mood quickly turned somber.

After all, Barbara was Lucas' grandmother. Even if she scolded him, she wouldn't let anything really happen to him. The things she said. -Aveline didn't believe them, and she doubted Lucas did either. Forget it.

There was no point.

Just as Aveline was about to turn and leave, a gentle voice called out, "Madam Barbara.”

Aveline's body stiffened. She turned and saw Sophia walking in from

the entrance.

She wore a beige long dress that reached her ankles, but her prosthetic leg was still noticeable. Her hair was draped over her shoulders, her light makeup was elegant, and she looked gentle and graceful. Barbara looked at her. "Who are you?"

Sophia opened the lid of the snack container she was holding and offered it to her. "Madam Babara, it's me, Sophia."

Barbara's attention shifted to the spacks. "Oh, it's you

She took a piece and started eating

Sophia said. "Madam Babara, you still like these snodes. Tused to make them for you often."

Barbora smiled as she are "Really? Are you the good at making stocks? Will you make them for me again.

Sophia nodded. "If you like them, I'll make them for you ofte

Barbara beamed. "I like them very much. I especially like them

Sophia's smile deepened..

Sophia looked at Lucas "What a coincidence, I didn't expect you to be here too."

Lucas asked, "Do you come here often?

Sophia replied, "Yes, Madam Babara must feel lonely here by

herself. Since you're busy, I thought I'd visit her often. Most of the time, though, she's asleep when I come. Today is a lucky day, she's awake."

Lucas responded with a noncommittal sound, his gare returning to Barbara's face.

She had crumbs around her mouth from the snacks: owner of this content.

Sophia gently wiped them away with a tissue. "Madam Babara, do you remember two years ago when you said you wanted Lucas and me to have a big, chubby great-grandchild for you?" Barbara held her snack, looking as if she was trying to recall. After a moment, she shook her head. "I don't remember. But you can't have a child with Lucas. He already has a wife." Sophia's smile froze." Madam Babara, I...”

IS BONUS

"Stop, Sophia," Lucas interrupted her. "Grandma's memory isn't good. Don't push it."

Sophia bit back her frustration but managed to hold her tongue. "I guess I was too eager." Suddenly, Barbara grabbed her hand. "Your snacks are delicious, and I like you too." Sophia's smile returned. "Then I'll spend more time with you, alright?"

"Yes, yes!" Barbara clapped her hands happily.

Lucas pushed the wheelchair while Sophia walked beside him, and they strolled through the garden, creating a picture of peaceful, happy times.

From the bushes, Aveline watched with a blank expression.

She felt like she was making a fool of herself. It was her own fault for putting herself in this situation.

But seeing Lucas treat her so poorly, how could she just leave it be?

A flicker of determination shone in Aveline's beautiful eyes, and she stepped out. "Grandma."

At her voice, all three turned to look at her.