Chapter 817

Glen's lips curled into a faint, bitter smile when he heard Joanna's words. "Joanna, I know my own body better than anyone," he said. Joanna blinked rapidly, fighting back the tears that stung the corners of her eyes. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Grandpa, I… I just got back to the family. I was hoping to have more time with you." Glen gently patted her hand, forcing a smile through his weakness. "When I woke up this morning, Nydia told me you went to the Malone family's banquet with her yesterday. "The Malones have been close to us for generations, and I've watched Dwight and Norman grow up. What do you think of them?" Joanna hesitated when he suddenly mentioned the two men. She paused a few seconds before replying softly, "They're both good men." A glimmer of light passed through Glen's cloudy eyes. "If you think they're good, why not choose one of them to be your husband?" Joanna's expression changed. Instinctively, she wanted to object. "Grandpa, that's not—I mean, I ca