Simon Forrester carried a three-layer insulated food carrier in one hand and held Sienna Thornton’s hand with the other as they entered the hospital room.
Sienna Thornton also carried an insulated food carrier, placing it on the coffee table in the room. She walked to Old Master Forrester’s bedside and sweetly asked, "Grandpa Forrester, are you feeling better?"
At that mont, seeing her, Old Master Forrester rembered she was Quentin Thorne’s biological daughter, and he couldn’t help but scrutinize her closely.
Those eyebrows and eyes, that mouth and nose, truly seed carved from the sa mold as Quentin Thorne.
The marvel of the Creator lies in taking the handso features originally on a man’s face and transferring them to a woman’s face, transforming them into a harmonious, unique, and striking beauty.
Old Master Forrester thought to himself, how could he have t Sienna Thornton so many tis and never noticed how closely she resembled Quentin Thorne?
The elderly man, deep in thought, remained silent, causing Simon Forrester standing beside him to worry. Rushing forward, he gently shook the old man’s arm, "Grandpa, are you feeling unwell?"
Old Master Forrester snapped back to reality, waving his hand, "I’m fine."
He then turned to Sienna Thornton, smiling kindly, "Little Thornton, thank you for coming to see this old man!"
"Grandpa, you’re being polite," Sienna Thornton also smiled, "We brought dinner to have with you."
Simon Forrester imdiately chid in, "What ’we’? It was clearly you who said you wanted to co to the hospital to have dinner with Grandpa. I wouldn’t choose to have a al in a place like a hospital!"
As soon as he spoke, he t Old Master Forrester’s scrutinizing gaze.
Old Master Forrester raised his frail arm, "Co, Little Thornton, help this old man over to eat."
Sienna Thornton quickly stepped forward, gently holding Old Master Forrester’s arm, but didn’t help him out of bed imdiately. Instead, she looked up at Simon Forrester, "Can Grandpa get out of bed? If not, shall we bring dinner over here?"
Before Simon Forrester could respond, Old Master Forrester pushed himself up vigorously, nimbly got out of bed, put on his slippers, and stood upright.
Seeing the old man’s back so straight, Simon Forrester laughed, "Not only get out of bed, but I bet he could run 800 ters without a problem."
Sienna Thornton, without responding, gestured for him to stop joking and prepared to help Old Master Forrester over to the sofa to sit down.
Simon Forrester quickly hung the IV bag on a nearby stand and followed them over.
Sienna Thornton helped Old Master Forrester sit down while Simon Forrester set the IV stand in place and began opening the two three-layer food carriers.
Layer by layer, the food was revealed: four dishes and one soup, full of colors, very sumptuous.
There was sautéed celery and tomatoes, stir-fried lean pork with seaweed, stir-fried mushrooms with shrimp, steam-pomfret, and clam and bitter lon soup, all suitable for soone with high blood pressure, helping to lower pressure and expand blood vessels.
Looking at this well-balanced dinner with both at and vegetables, Old Master Forrester recalled the plain porridge bought by Zane Forrester and his wife during the day and his mouth watered at once.
Sienna Thornton served rice and soup for the old man.
Simon Forrester said, "Grandpa, all these dishes, from buying to washing to cooking, were all done by Candy herself. I said it wasn’t necessary, that we could just buy you so fast food and bring it over, but she scolded ! She said coming over to eat with you felt more like a family gathering."
This phrase "family gathering" deeply touched the elderly man, who had been an empty nester ever since his grandson went away to university at seventeen. Especially because Simon Forrester emphasized that the als were all personally handled by Sienna Thornton, and he had originally intended just to bring fast food. The stark contrast made Old Master Forrester deeply appreciate Sienna Thornton’s caring nature.
Everyone knows how the outside food is high in oil and salt, extrely unhealthy. Even the hospital als aren’t necessarily good. Sienna Thornton’s thoughtful gesture of personally choosing ingredients and cooking the als was truly precious to Old Master Forrester, who, during his illness, received visits from his son and daughter bearing flowers or nutritional supplents.
Not even the daughter-in-law of over thirty years might do this, let alone a young woman who is currently only dating his grandson.
These days, there are plenty of young won who have never been in a kitchen and only know how to make instant noodles. A woman like Sienna Thornton, who excels in her studies, has strong work skills, and can cook a al herself, is truly rare.
Thinking about how he almost missed out on such a good granddaughter-in-law as Sienna Thornton because of Sylvia Langley’s malicious words, Old Master Forrester felt extrely guilty. Deep in thought, he froze, holding the chopsticks in his hand.
"Grandpa, have so fish." Sienna Thornton used the communal chopsticks to place a piece of stead pomfret into the old man’s bowl.
Old Master Forrester snapped to attention, warmly inviting, "Little Thornton, you eat too, everyone eat."
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After dinner with Old Master Forrester, Simon Forrester wanted to stay overnight, while Sienna Thornton packed up the insulated food carriers and prepared to go ho.
Simon Forrester walked her downstairs, and they bid farewell at the entrance of the inpatient departnt. Simon embraced her for a mont, kissed her forehead, and then let her go.
He handed her his car keys, "Drive my car ho, it’s not safe to take a cab this late."
Sienna Thornton accepted them, "Okay. Take good care of Grandpa here, I’ll bring breakfast over tomorrow morning."
They had previously discussed, during Old Master Forrester’s stay in the hospital, Simon would accompany the old man at the hospital, while she would prepare als at ho, taking care of both his and the old man’s als.
Just as well, she didn’t have any cases at the mont. Aurora and Rhonda Wagner were at the law firm, and Rochelle Linwood was handling things at The Forresters. Thus, she could spare so ti to help take care of Old Master Forrester.
Simon Forrester was moved, but he kept urging her to go to work, not to stay ho cooking. He said so, but never actually stopped her.
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After Sienna Thornton left, Simon Forrester returned to the ward to continue accompanying Old Master Forrester.
The caretaker had just helped the old man wash up, and now, dressed in clean, fresh pajamas, he lay down, ready to rest.
Simon Forrester entered, checked the IV bag, and seeing there was still over an hour until the next dication change, he turned off the main light and lay on the sofa, checking his phone for a while.
Old Master Forrester lay in bed, looking at the dim yellow night light overhead. After a long consideration, he asked, "Do you know the relationship between Dean Thorne and Little Thornton?"
Simon Forrester paused in his phone-scrolling, looked over, and said indignantly, "What kind of relationship could they have? Aunt Grant is overthinking, are you going to concern yourself with her nonsense too?"
"Dean Thorne ca to see yesterday," Old Master Forrester said.
By saying this, if Simon Forrester knew the relationship between Quentin Thorne and Sienna Thornton, he’d naturally understand. If not, he wouldn’t grasp the aning.
Simon Forrester, of course, understood. He sat up, walked over, and sat by Old Master Forrester’s bedside, "Candy still doesn’t know about her relationship with Uncle Thorne, and I haven’t told her."
Old Master Forrester nodded, "I know, Dean Thorne ntioned it."
Both fell silent for a mont. Old Master Forrester wrestled with the thought for a while before asking, "Is Little Thornton, with you, innocent?"
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