Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 180

"Quick, bring her a chair," Vivian ordered Meroy as she held Jenna's hand and stroked it gently.

"Okay, Old Madam." Meroy understood her thoughts and smiled slightly. Later, she placed a cushioned stool in front of her bed and sat Jenna down before saying with a smile, "Old Madam thinks about you every day, she misses you more than her grandson. She's very happy to see you today. I'll let you talk to her now."

Having that said, she brought hot tea and put it at the side.

"Thank you." Jenna nodded with thanks. Meroy smiled back and exited the room.

Only the two of them were then left in the bedroom.

"Grandma, are you feeling well?" Jenna asked softly with a smile on her face. She stretched out her other hand to sgueeze Vivian's hand as she sat on the stool facing Vivian.

Vivian's hands clasped her hands tightly, for fear that she would disappear.

"Jenna, you have suffered. Look at you, you have lost a lot of weight. It is us, the Richards family, that is to blame. More so, I have not done my duty to protect you," Vivian said as the tears in her eyes rolled down her cheeks.

Jenna was shocked. What was happening? Those things were not at all Vivian's fault. With that thought, she hurriedly took a tissue to wipe Vivian's tears and whispered, "Grandma, you've got it wrong. You have always treated me well. Putting my parents aside, you treat me the best in the world. I can't thank you enough."

She spoke sincerely. How lucky she was to have someone like Vivian in this world caring for her.

"You're a good girl." Vivian held her hand tight, sighed deeply, and stopped mentioning this topic. After a while, she had thought of something and asked nervously, "Jenna, is my son feeling better?"

Jenna had guessed Vivian's intention behind inviting her over. She was prepared for it. Then, she smiled and reassured her, "Grandma, please rest assured that Mr. Trevor's operation has been successful but the follow- up recovery still needs some time. Despite that, he has a great chance of full recovery. Don't worry about it, Grandma. According to the doctor, he is most likely going to be able to stand up again, so please don't fret. Plus, his hands can already move these days. The doctor told us that this is the first sign of recovery."

Jenna tried her best to slow down her speech and maintain a relaxed and happy expression on her face.

Sure enough, the dullness on Vivian' s face disappeared. Feeling joyful, she stopped crying and murmured with excitement, "Trevor, please get well soon. Hansen needs you now. Fortunately, you met such a good daughter-in-law. This is all thanks to Jenna. I hope you'll thank her in the future."

The old lady's cheeks were flushed red from the excitement and her hand holding Jenna's gripped even tighter. Jenna too felt delighted upon hearing Vivian's words of affirmation.

"Grandma, don't get too excited now. As I've told you, everything will be fine," she put her head close to Vivian's ear and comforted her in a low voice.

"Yes, everything will be okay." Grandma Richards was smiling from ear to ear. She couldn't calm down as she spoke again and again.

"Thank you, Jenna," she looked at Jenna and said lovingly.

Jenna smiled in response before saying, "Grandma, you don't have to thank me for anything. Uncle Richards fainted three years ago, and it was all because of me. I just want to make up for it."

Jenna had an apologetic expression on her face as she spoke.

"No, you're not to be blamed. I believe in you." Vivian was ashamed when she heard Jenna blaming herself. She shook her head and assured her.

If Jenna could forgive her grandson and the Richards family for her sake, she would be contented.

"Grandma, do you trust me?" Vivian's affirmative words made Jenna feel like crying. Having Vivian's trust was the best thing she could dream of.

"Of course, I never blamed you, Jenna," Vivian said earnestly and shook her hand again before letting go of Jenna's in search of something under the quilt. After a while, she took an old black bag out.

What was this? Jenna's nose was running and she didn't understand what Vivian was going to do, hence she just watched her, dazed.

After a while, Vivian took out a wooden box from the bag. With her trembling hands, she opened the box. A delicate crimson brocade box appeared in Jenna's sight. This box was relatively large and by the looks of the wood, she guessed that it had been made for some years already.

Jenna was very surprised and didn't know what all of these meant.

"Here, Jenna, this is for you." Vivian reached out and held Jenna's hands as she stuffed the box into her hands.

"What is this?" Jenna was puzzled.

"Open it and take a look," Vivian said with an encouraging smile.