I Am the Sweetheart of Mr. CEO Chapter 257 - 258: Looking for a Husband to Guard the Fortre

One by one, Vera showed the photos she had taken to Grandma Wave. As the elderly lady looked at the photos on the phone, a hint of lancholy appeared on her face.

"I miss ho, Vera... When can I be discharged?"

The elderly lady’s tone was like a child’s, making one feel heartache.

Vera put away her phone, squatted down, and held the elderly lady’s knees.

"Grandma, once your wound is healed, I’ll take you ho, okay?"

"Okay!"

The elderly lady smiled like a child, her lips curling upwards.

Vera helped adjust the blanket on her and stood up to walk behind the wheelchair.

"Brother Nathan, let push it!" Nathan Leafcastle released his grip and let her have the handles. Vera pushed Grandma Wave towards the residential building while he walked beside her, "I really appreciate you coming over specifically to see Grandma."

Nathan Leafcastle raised his lips slightly, "Is your injury okay now?"

"It’s fine, just a minor scratch, nothing serious."

"I truly feel sorry."

"It’s okay, let’s not bring up the past."

Vera wheeled Grandma Wave out of the elevator back to the ward and assisted her in getting up, but Nathan Leafcastle held her arm.

"Let do it. Elderly people’s wounds heal slowly; we mustn’t tug on the wound."

When he grabbed her, he happened to touch her wound. Although the scratched area had scabbed over, it still stung a bit. Vera promptly pulled back her arm to help with the blanket,

Nathan Leafcastle lifted Grandma Wave back onto the bed. Vera then had Mrs. Lee take the wontons she bought to feed Grandma Wave, while she brought out the clothes Mrs. Lee had washed from the bathroom.

"Brother Nathan, shall we go for a walk?"

"Sure."

Leaving the ward, Vera guided him to the terrace, hung the freshly washed clothes on the rope to dry, and wiped her fingers. She carefully took out the handkerchief from her backpack and presented it to Nathan Leafcastle.

"Here’s your handkerchief, it’s all clean now."

Nathan Leafcastle accepted the handkerchief, "You gave this to on my eighteenth birthday. You even complained back then that making this handkerchief caused you to prick your fingers dozens of tis."

Indeed, the YM on it was her initials.

Vera coughed lightly to hide her embarrassnt, "Really? I guess I was pretty clumsy."

"Vera." Nathan Leafcastle tucked the handkerchief into the inner pocket of his suit and gazed deeply at her with his dark eyes, "You’re not clumsy at all. Back then...you were always the top student, always first in the class, and Uncle Wave always saw you as his pride."

"I..." Vera pressed her lips and smiled, "No way, was I really a top student? I thought I was more of a dunce!"

Nathan Leafcastle lightly raised the corner of his mouth, "You’re far more talented than you believe. I rember teaching you to play the piano, and you could play a children’s song after listening just a few tis."

Piano?

Vera looked at her fingers, "Did I know how to play piano?"

Nathan Leafcastle laughed, "Back then, when I practiced piano at ho, you always liked to ss around unless I held you on my lap to play together; otherwise, you’d cling to my arm relentlessly..."

"What a sha, I’ve even forgotten how to press keys now."

He reached out to hold her left hand and said with a smile.

"If you want to learn, I could teach you again."

Vera didn’t expect his sudden gesture and quickly pulled her hand back, "I think, with my current clumsiness, I’d only be good at picking cotton! Wait, Brother Nathan, it’s been so long, you must be married now, right? When will you bring your wife over to et us!"