Chapter 172

Everett’s POV: Dressed in a suit, the elderly man had white hair at his temples but still looked quite alert. His brows were tightly furrowed, and when angry, his demeanor bore a certain resemblance to mine. I looked at the old man and naturally dared not talk back at this moment. I called out obediently, “Grandfather.” “So you still remember I’m your grandfather!” Grandpa stopped beside the bed, raising his cane as if to strike me. But upon seeing my right leg encased in plaster, the cane hesitated mid-air. “You ungrateful grandson!” He slammed his cane hard against the foot of the bed. “You drove my granddaughter-in-law away! Why don’t you just drive me to my grave!” “...” Davis “???” Wait… isn’t the focus a bit off here? Grandpa wasn’t furious because I hid my injury… he was furious because I drove his granddaughter-in-law away? Davis looked at Grandpa, then turned a sympathetic gaze toward me. I hadn’t expected my grandfather to immediately press me about the divorce. I froze for a