Serena Sullivan turned her head and looked at Ethan Grant curiously, just about to ask where he ca from, when Mrs. Grant spoke first.
"Finally, I get to see you."
Unlike her gentle expression towards Serena Sullivan, Mrs. Grant’s face was full of smiles, as she was very happy and excited to see Ethan Grant.
"Serena won’t listen to you. It doesn’t matter how much you interfere."
Ethan Grant said coldly, gripping the wheelchair tightly, looking at Mrs. Grant with full alert.
The events of four years ago are a shadow for Ethan Grant, and not only does he guard against Renee Grant, but he also no longer trusts his own parents.
The Matron Grant saw Ethan Grant speaking to her so indifferently, and the smile on her face faded, "You child, I haven’t seen you for three months."
"You don’t return to the old house, and won’t even let co to find you?"
She ca to confront Ethan Grant, and since he wasn’t there, she took the opportunity to invite Serena Sullivan to a cafe for a chat.
"If there’s nothing else, we’ll be leaving."
Ethan Grant said in a calm tone, pushing Serena to turn around and leave.
As they walked away, he quietly instructed Serena Sullivan, "Grant Family! Regardless of who it is, there’s no need to see them."
The aning of this was to tell Serena Sullivan that whether it’s Renee Grant, Mrs. Grant, or the Matron Grant looking for her, she doesn’t have to et them if she doesn’t want to.
"You!"
Mrs. Grant was still there, hearing Ethan Grant say this made her chest hurt with anger.
She wished to see her son, made so many calls only to have him hang up after ten seconds. She went to The Grant Corporation, only to be blocked outside, so she ca to The Sullivan Corporation to wait.
"Hold on."
Mrs. Grant stood up, blocking Ethan Grant’s path with a steely face.
"In a few days, it’s your father’s birthday. Co if you want."
Mrs. Grant took out an invitation from her bag. Seeing Ethan Grant’s hands on the wheelchair, she directly tossed the invitation onto Serena’s lap.
Just wanted to see her son and deliver an invitation, yet received a belly full of anger!
How absurd!
Serena Sullivan looked at the invitation on her lap, opened it, and realized it had her na on it, understanding that Mrs. Grant had co to deliver the invitation.
She looked at Ethan Grant in confusion as he took the invitation, tore it up, and threw it into the trash can in the cafe.
"Ignore it."
He replied in a calm voice.
He dared not have Serena attend a Grant Family banquet.
"Oh," Serena replied.
The relationship between Ethan Grant and Renee Grant was severely damaged, how could he also be so cold towards the Matron Grant!
Was it because of her?
As they walked out of the cafe, the wind hit their faces again. When Ethan Grant carried Serena to the car, she once more slled the scent of disinfectant on him.
This scent mixed with the sll of tobacco, but after staying at the hospital for such a long ti, and being a frequent visitor these years, she was particularly sensitive to the sll of disinfectant and fearful of it.
"Did you go to the hospital just now?"
Ethan Grant paused, slowly putting Serena into the car, then closed the car door and turned to the driver’s side.
Serena Sullivan turned her head to look at Ethan Grant outside the car, who said he would quit smoking but leaned against the car and took out a cigarette to smoke.
His scent, the rapid and fierce way he smoked, made Serena feel a sense of panic in her heart.
The driver’s door opened, and the sll of smoke quickly dissipated with the wind.
"Serena, we’re going to the hospital now."
"What’s wrong?"
The sound in Serena Sullivan’s throat suddenly beca bitter, and she slowly asked.
"The old man..."
A light sentence left unfinished, Serena understood, she was stunned and slowly spoke, asking, "Grandfather is about to pass, isn’t he?"
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