He Took Me for Granted, Now He's on His Knees

I forced a smile, shaking off my thoughts. "Nothing, Grandma. This is our matter. I’ll handle it myself. You don’t have to worry."

She glanced around, making sure no one else was listening, then squeezed my hand. "Naomi, all I want is for you to have a good life. His family is wealthy, and his parents are well-educated and respectable. Putting this incident aside, marrying him is the best choice for you. I know what Wilbur did was wrong, but he’s a man worth trusting. I hope you can forgive him."

She then patted my hand gently and added, "Besides, you’re not getting any younger. Let's just turn a blind eye to this matter, okay?'

I curled my lips into a small smile and nodded along. "Hmm, got it, Grandma."

Just then, my phone rang. I didn’t even have to check, I already knew who it was—Wilbur.

When I picked it up, I heard his hoarse voice on the other end.

"Naomi, it’s getting late. It's time for Grandma to eat dinner. I happened to be near the hospital, so I bought some food. Can I… come up and see her?"