Chapter 772: Chapter 772: Looking Back at the Past_P1
Nathaniel Summers was here.
He held a newspaper, slowly reading the news to Grandmother.
The news, of course, was about Suzanne Saunders; whenever a case was cracked, there would be news about her in the papers. Not a large piece, but the elderly lady treasured it as if it were a precious gem.
Nathaniel read very slowly, stopping to explain any word the old lady did not understand. The content of 45 to 75 words took a long time to get through, and by the time he finished, the old lady had fallen asleep.
Suzanne Saunders tiptoed into the room, placing fruits and a gift box on the table, and spoke to Nathaniel in a hushed tone, “Grandmother fell asleep?”
Nathaniel saw her, his eyes brightened, and he replied with a smile, “Yeah, she’s asleep. Before her nap every day, she has to listen to a story about Ms. Saunders fighting the villains.”
Suzanne’s face flushed. What vigilante…
Nathaniel stood up and looked at the gifts she’d brought, a wry smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“Grandmother can’t eat mangosteens, they are too cooling. I told you before, did you forget?”
“Ah? Are there mangosteens inside?” Suzanne asked with embarrassment, “I didn’t know… I bought a fruit package.”
Nathaniel took out the ready-to-eat bird’s nest she bought as well and gently advised her, “Don’t buy these things anymore in the future. They have fancy packaging but are pretty useless. For nutritional products, I’ll prepare them for Grandmother.”
“Isn’t bird’s nest good?” Suzanne asked.
“You bought the ready-to-eat bird’s nest. Remember to check the ingredients list next time.” Nathaniel took out a bottle and carefully instructed her, “Look, this bottle of bird’s nest has only 20% solids, mostly water, so it’s not very useful… Next time I’ll have someone bring a batch of dried bird’s nest from Malaysia. That’s better. You should eat some bird’s nest too since you work hard and need replenishment.”
Suzanne felt ashamed. She really wasn’t very good at taking care of people, which led everyone at the nursing home to think that Nathaniel was Grandmother’s grandson, while she was merely the granddaughter-in-law.
This showed that Nathaniel took much more care of Grandmother on an everyday basis than she did.
“I’m always troubling you. I’m really sorry…” Suzanne murmured, “How much does the bird’s nest cost? I should reimburse you. I can’t keep letting you spend your money needlessly…”
“It’s not needless,” Nathaniel looked at her, his eyes filled with a warm smile, “I do it willingly.”
Suzanne pursed her lips, uncomfortably looking away.
She didn’t dislike Nathaniel, liked him a bit even, but to say love… it seemed to fall just short.
Maybe every woman has this kind of confusion? After watching those intense, life-and-death love stories in the movies, when you return to your own ordinary days, you start wondering: Do I love this man in front of me?
What some have is just getting used to each other’s company, some just don’t want to let go, while tears, laughter, anger, and the vicissitudes of life muddle the concept of love. Everyone lives in a daze, who has time to care about loving someone?
While Suzanne pondered, Grandmother woke up from her nap on the recliner and immediately smiled upon seeing her granddaughter, “Purple’s here.”
“Did I wake you?” asked Suzanne softly, “Were we speaking too loudly?”
“A little noise is good,” her grandmother said cheerfully, “It’s lively that way.”
Suzanne said, “Then I’ll come to talk to you every day, to keep it lively for you every day.”
Grandmother laughed, “You’re so busy, how could you come every day? Let Nathaniel keep me company instead.”
Suzanne felt particularly awkward being censured by her grandmother, “The case I was working on just ended. I’m not that busy anymore…”
“You,” said Grandmother, “if you’re truly not busy, you should hurry up and handle the formalities with Nathaniel. You’re a lady of 25 or 26; it’s time to get married.”