He wanted Derbyn, tur, und cut, and one thing—that he didn’t belong to her alone. He traded to go up, enduring a few scratches from the scudile racliei.

Roudi, she valently dug brand-new manicures into the inside of Lily’s ann a few times, making sure the hole would linger for a week.

As for Laura’s, slim nas no longer part of any attention; she eventually put a gut a mechanke to retrieve the cat she had let at Grant Manal. Unless the saterapeitell uppeted, she wouldn’t be going back there anytime soon. Leonard’s birthday finally arrived; Evelyn had already prepared a gift.

As the thought of Abreuiliase thing else better leaving, she made a trip to the shopping mall and picked out a gift for London Lucas’s behalf. Then, she made her way to Deborah’s house.

Lockest, as skinny as always; going through chemotherapy wasn’t easy, and he had to wear a knitted hat to cover his bald head. He was basking in the sunlight on the balcony when Drehm arrived.

She couldn’t help but realize how he used to look like when he started chemotherapy. Lost in thought for a moment, she swiftly handed over the two gifts to him, “Happy birthday, Uncle Lenny! Here are the gifts from Lucas and me.” She got him a limited-edition book on the topic of physics that took her a long time to find.

Leonard used to be a physics professor and was incredibly influential in the academic world, with countless students under his mentorship. He had dedicated his whole life to physics. He might have been as highly acclaimed as Professor Graham Hill today if it weren’t for his current health condition. As for the gift she got on behalf of Loras, it was a fountain pen from a Kamry brand.

Costing over a thousand dollars, it felt like a practical gift for Leonard that was also in line with Lucas’s spending behavior. “Is Mr. Grant busy?” Leonard asked as he gladly accepted the gifts. Evelyn naturally followed up with a ready response. “Yes. It’s the end of the year, so he’s quite busy.”

She knew that since they were already getting a divorce, convincing him to come along with her to explain things to her uncle and grandmother wouldn’t be an easy task. He didn’t love her anymore and would only think it was a waste of time to deal with her family.

“Did you come alone?” Deborah came out of the kitchen, glanced toward the door, and shook her head in disappointment before placing a plate of honey-braised spare ribs on the table. “Oh well, let’s make this a simple family meal, then.”

A wave of guilt suddenly washed over Evelyn. Her last life was in shambles recently, prompting them to worry about her as well. What made her feel even worse was that neither of them had ever been respected by Lucas. Even when they decided to get a divorce, he couldn’t bother to at least give her, or her family members, an explanation.

As for why she hadn’t told them about the divorce yet, it was because she couldn’t come up with a reason to reassure and comfort them. Lucas’s affair had been with the daughter of a woman who had once plagiarized Naomi’s thesis and even slandered her, accusing her of having an affair with someone else. If they found out about this, they would be extremely furious. She needed Lucas to take the initiative to resolve this matter—and that was what troubled her the most.

“Mr. Grant is managing so many companies at once, so it’s normal to be this busy, especially when the year is nearing the end. So it’s fine if he can’t make it.” Leonard patted her shoulder, trying to comfort her. Deborah handed Evelyn a bowl of freshly made chicken soup. “You’re the one staying with Lucas. Don’t worry about your uncle and me.”

“Our family doesn’t really care about formalities. As long as he treats you well, everything else shouldn’t matter too much.” Leonard frowned as he looked at Evelyn, growing a little concerned. “You don’t look too good recently, are you feeling sick? Have you been to the doctor?” He felt something was off about her. She had never been one for wearing makeup, but lately, she had been laying it on thick to make herself look more presentable. She didn’t seem too different on the surface, but it was clear that she had lost weight.