Having heard their argument, the old lady poked her head out from the window. "Brat, are you upsetting my granddaughter-in-law?"
Lewis's face tightened. "No."
The old lady cast a doubtful glance at Keira: "Granddaughter-in-law, is that true?"
Keira gave Lewis a seemingly amused glare. She surprisingly noticed a trace of anxiousness on his otherwise expressionless face.
She chuckled. "No, he's not upsetting me."
The man seemed to heave a sigh of relief although barely noticeable.
Old Mrs. Horton chuckled, "Good. Dinner is ready. Come on in."
Their dinner was fairly simple.
Four dishes and one soup, just enough for three people.
But the old lady barely had any appetite. She put down her fork after a few bites.
She tiredly said, "Granddaughter-in-law, I'm tired. Let's go home."
Keira tried to persuade her. "Please don't stress yourself. Rest here at home tonight."
