Chapter 897

If Gilbert had gone to see Aunt Tina at the nursing home yesterday or even before this evening and said he wanted to visit Grandma's grave, I would've been willing to meet him and return to Basel City with him to visit Grandma's grave. But he just had to choose this moment. I was sure Gilbert was here to take advantage of our blood relation. The car stopped at some point. A hand reached out to me from the side and patted my shoulder gently. "Nance, are you—" "I'm fine." I suddenly looked up and said firmly, "I'm alright, Jonah. Everything's okay." "Okay, so long as you're alright." Jonah squeezed my shoulder gently, giving me all his care and warmth. After a few seconds, he asked again, "Is it—" "No, Jonah. It isn't him," I cut him off again without thinking. Jonah looked surprised, but he stayed silent and nodded. Only then did I belatedly realize that I answered him before he could even get his question out. I probably didn't answer the question he was going to ask, but my a