Journey to Happy Ending

Chapter 259 Are You Really My Grandma (Part Two)

"Dad, you're hugging another woman!" shouted Justin.

They grumbled at the same time, the only difference was that Jonathan's voice was thick while Justin's

voice was cute. They both looked angry. But their anger was so much alike.

"Oh! This must be my grandson Justin! Don't you look cute!" Cynthia exclaimed. When she entered the

room, she only saw the tall and handsome Edward, who eclipsed little Justin in Jonathan's arms. As

soon as she heard Justin's cute voice, she turned around and gazed at him attentively. She was too

excited that she forgot that she was still in Edward's arms.

Edward wore a smug smile on his face. He looked at Jonathan who was staring at him. 'Huh! She is in

my arms now! What can you do about it? She's your wife, that's true. But she's also my mother. She

doesn't only belong to you, ' Edward thought.

"Justin, that's your grandma," said Edward. He wore a triumphant smile. Jonathan was holding Justin

now, so he didn't have extra hands to separate mother and son. He felt overjoyed.

"Ah! Grandma?" Justin was overwhelmed. He got dizzy and confused by the logic. Why was this young

lady his grandma? 'Is it because that they got married at an early age, so they had my dad while they

were still young?' Justin thought.

"Wow! Come here, Justin. Let me give you a hug." Cynthia left Edward's arms and walked towards

Justin. She reached out and tried to take Justin from Jonathan. But she was stopped by Jonathan. He

thought Cynthia must have been very tired after the travel. And Justin was such a heavy boy.

Justin felt helpless. He called out 'grandma' out of surprise. He didn't expect that it was taken as a

greeting by them. His grandma was also a weird person. She would not be easy to deal with, Justin

thought.

"Jonathan, what are you doing? Do you want to have him all to yourself? He's also my grandson."

Cynthia was annoyed that she didn't get a chance to hold Justin. She was angry, and refused to call

him any of the cute names that couples would call each other. She and Daisy were quite alike in this

aspect.

"You wound me. I'm worried that you may be very tired. This boy is very heavy. I'm afraid that might be

too much for you right now." Jonathan said while putting Justin down. He turned around to mollify his

wife. Edward stared at them. 'They are too into each other. They're an old couple. That's insufferable.

Do they think they are still young lovers? Obviously they think we're invisible. Oh, my dad is a horndog.

But he will never love me that much, ' Edward thought.

"He's only a child. How heavy he can be? Don't exaggerate." Cynthia knew that Jonathan cared about

her very much, but she still felt distressed that she didn't get to hold her grandson. Her face was sullen.

Jonathan didn't mind her grumbling. He still looked at her with tenderness in his eyes. This made

Edward feel envious, though he was well past the age when he could enjoy his parents' care and love.

He never saw his father look at him with tenderness and warmth in his eyes. That made him feel that

he was a fifth wheel, an outsider, in the house. So he didn't say anything when his parents sent him

overseas. He felt that it was the same wherever he ended up, because his dad didn't care, anyway.

"Are you really my grandma? You look so young." Curiosity filled Justin's brain. He didn't care what was

on their minds, he only wanted to know the truth.

"Haha! You are so amusing? No one is joking about this. Oh! You look so cute and handsome, just the

same as your father when he was your age." Cynthia bent down and held him in her arms. She was not

able to lift him up, but it was enough for her just to hug him. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

"Grandma, don't you think that I'm cuter than my dad?" asked Justin. He really enjoyed how Cynthia

smelled. It was just like the fragrance of some flower. The soothing scent made Justin feel very

comfortable.

"Huh! Really! Let me check again. You are cuter than he was." Cynthia laughed and planted several

kisses on his cheek. Justin then realized why Edward warned him before they entered the house. He

cried in his heart for Edward to help him out.

"Yes! Grandma, you are beautiful. But my mother is a little more beautiful than you." Justin was good at

flattering. But under this occasion, he did not forget how important his mother was in his heart.

"Oh! Really? Don't you think that I'm as beautiful as your mother is?" Cynthia found herself more and

more into this little boy. So she continued to tease him.

"No. Because my mother is the most beautiful woman in my eyes. So you can only be the second most

beautiful to me." Justin said in a serious tone. This was a fact that could never be changed in his heart.

His mother was the most beautiful and important one in his heart. And his grandma would not take her

place.

At the mention of Daisy, Edward's gloomy eyes flashed with a touch of excitement. He wondered when

the military exercises would end. Seeing his parents show their affection to each other before his eyes,

he missed her even more. Unnoticed by anyone, he walked away from the place full of joy and

laughter. He wanted to be alone, but more than that he wanted Daisy there. He slowly went upstairs,

looking lonely and gloomy.

Looking at Edward's figure disappear from the stairs, Jonathan frowned. Was it because he hadn't

cared enough about Edward before? Edward looked so sad and alone. But he really didn't now how to

care for Edward, because he gave all of his heart to Cynthia. If she had not insisted on having a child,

he would not imagine another person in their world.

Looking at Cynthia and Justin who were having fun together, his cold heart was melted a little with the

warmth of family. He knew that something was gradually changing in his heart. At least, for the first

time, he felt he had neglected Edward before. Probably he was getting old, so when he enjoyed the

sweet love with Cynthia, he also quite liked the warmth when all the people of this family were together.

That was why he felt something when he looked at Edward's solitary figure on the stairway.