Grandfather was obviously excited as he stood at the door looking at his granddaughter who looked so much like his daughter. Tears streamed down his face.
"Grandpa, I came back to see you. Why are you crying?"
Layne wiped away his tears and snorted coldly. "You haven't come back for three years. Every time you do, you never bring good news. Did your husband bully you?"
He continued to rant, "I told you before that your personalities don't match up. The Lawrence family is worlds apart from the Foley family; a suitable marriage is about matching backgrounds."
"Your mother was deceived by that bastard George which led to her tragedy."
Thinking of her daughter made Layne feel sad again. Though his granddaughter Cheyenne was so outstanding, she also outstanding like her mother. It wasn't fair!
Years ago, Cheyenne was determined to marry Kelvin, even though she knew he didn't like her. She pursued him relentlessly like a moth to a flame.
They'd been married three years, but he was still very cold to her. Even if it's just raising a dog, there should be some emotional connection. But in Kelvin's eyes, she was worth less than a dog.
"Grandpa, you're overthinking things. It's not like that. I'm fine; I just miss you," Cheyenne said with a sweet smile to ease his worries.
"Don't try to fool me. I knew what nonsense you were spouting even before you opened your mouth," Grandpa replied bluntly.
"Ahem... Grandpa, you're an educated man. Watch your language!"
Realizing his mistake, Grandfather nodded apologetically and said, "You're right; as an educated man, I should watch my image."
"Okay then! Look what I brought for you - cotton candy! Let's go inside and sit down; my tired feet are killing me." With that said, Cheyenne helped Layne into the room with one hand while holding the cotton candy in the other.
The house had a traditional courtyard design but modern appliances and new style decorations inside - simple yet luxurious and elegant at the same time.
Cheyenne sat across from her grandfather as he took out the bamboo stick from his cotton candy before squishing it into his mouth all at once, much to Cheyenne's surprise.
"It's so sweet but too little," Layne commented after taking a sip of tea.
Cheyenne was somewhat speechless.
"Did you really get divorced?"
"Mhmm."
The old man first smiled, then furrowed his brows. "Cheyenne, do you have any plans for the future?"
"I don't know." Cheyenne played with the porcelain cup in her hand and extended a hand to make it spin on the table.
"You got married too early. You were only 18 when you married him right after getting into college. In my opinion, it's better for you to go back and continue your studies," said the old man.
Study?
But she was already 21 years old this year.
Almost everyone her age was already in their third year of college or starting internships... Cheyenne felt a headache just thinking about going back to school now.
"But what about my age?"
"That doesn't matter. You're my granddaughter, so if you want to continue studying, it's just a matter of a few words," replied the old man confidently.
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