Melanie did not agree to wait outside Instead, she turned on the flashlight on her phone and helped her grandfather inside the building Fortunately, the old house was on the ground. floor, and they reached it after taking just a few steps
The dim light revealed that the furnishings in the room had hardly changed, except for having collected a layer of dist.
While her grandfather shuffled into the room, Melanie stood in the living room, surveying the old house. She had always wanted to bring Eugene here, to the place where she grew up.
However, the man had always been too busy, too occupied to even spare some time to learn the name of this neighborhood.
Melanie used to console herself, thinking it was okay and that there was still time. Time: gradually passed, and she stopped mentioning this place to Eugene since he seemed. indifferent about it.
Melanie sometimes felt foolish when she looked back on it. Even though his attitude had been so obvious, she still clung to her unrealistic fantasies.
When her grandfather came out, his eyes were tinged red. Melanie could tell he was overwhelmed with emotions and likely thinking about her grandmother.
After helping the old man back into the car, Melanie drove them to a nearby restaurant instead of sending him back to the nursing home.
It was an old establishment that her grandfather often brought her to when she was a child.
“Since you don’t have much of an appetite tonight, I figured why not try having some of Mrs. Zawn’s soup?”
Melanie spoke as she helped her grandfather into the restaurant. The establishment was quite old, and its decor was vintage. The glass door swung open, revealing the entire dining area.
At a table directly in front of the entrance sat a middle–aged couple. Melanie felt like she had seen the man somewhere before but could not quite put her finger on it.
After seating her grandfather at a table inside and placing their orders, Melanie noticed the glass door opening again. She immediately heard a voice that made her eye twitch. “Mom, Dad, we’re back.”
Viola placed the bag in her hand on the table and said with a smile, “Dad, these are the supplements Eugene bought for you. He said it takes at least a hundred days to recover from your injuries, so you need to rest more.”
Melanie’s fingers stiffened slightly. Then, she heard a slight creak as the door opened again. It was followed by Eugene’s deep hum..
Her grandfather, of course, also caught onto Eugene’s voice. He turned around to look at him, his expression growing stern. He stood up and said to Melanie, “Melanie, take me back.”
It was evident that he did not want to see Eugene and Viola together. Due to her grandfather’s words, Viola also ended up noticing them.
She hesitated for a moment before reaching out to hold Eugene’s arm. She cooed
affectionately, “Eugene, it seems like my dad’s recommendation for this restaurant is spot on. Even Melanie is eating here.”
Eugene was as composed as he usually was. “It’s indeed not bad.”
Seated in the worn–out chair, Melanie could not help her thoughts as they drifted to another matter. Eugene was usually very picky about food and typically looked down on these small, street–side restaurants at least when he was with her.
She no longer felt much toward the man but could not help comparing and wondering how Eugene would act when he truly liked someone. It probably would not be like how he was with her. After all, he did not even have the time to accompany her back to the old home.
A faint smile played on Melanie’s lips. She suddenly felt like a bystander, an onlooker who was not entirely upright. She could not help but want to compare, to see how far Eugene could go when he truly loved someone.
It definitely would not be like how he acted with her. He did not even have time to accompany her back to the old house.
Melanie’s lips curled slightly. She suddenly felt like a silent observer. She wanted to know how Eugene would express love for someone.