Chapter 242

If I were Vera, I'd definitely pick Eli. No matter how much I loved Henry, if he married someone else, I wouldn't try to break up their marriage and call it "true love." But I'm not Vera after all. Saying that to her probably just sounded like I was rubbing salt in the wound, like some smug winner. ... The old man woke up around 7:30 in the evening. Still half-asleep, his voice was slow and a bit weak. "Sophie, where’s Henry? Why isn’t he here yet?" Usually by this time, Henry would’ve already shown up at the hospital. But he had something come up last minute and called to say he’d be late. I poured him a glass of water and handed it over. "He’s working overtime at the office. Might be about an hour late. Grandpa, are you feeling unwell? Want me to call the doctor?" He shook his head. “No need. I’ve just been lying down too long, my bones are all sore. Come, help me sit up and chat with me a bit.” “Sure thing. Tell me whatever’s on your mind. I’m all ears.” I smiled as I helped him sit