Grandpa Aristotle smiled at her after pulling away from the hug. With eyes filled with rare affection, he gazed at her and spoke softly. "Call me grandpa."
Joanna was stunned, glancing at Alex, who was equally taken aback by his grandpa's strange behavior and utterances.
Was he not the same person who threatened to harm Joanna if Alex refused to marry his betrothed? Alex's confusion only increased when the old man held Joanna's wrist, lifting it to eye level.
"I was there when you were born. I can never get it wrong with this birthmark, and you, where did you get that ring?" He questioned the man in the wheelchair as if he wasn't his grandson.
Joanna's emotions were all over the place as she reminisced on the old man's words.
Alex had warned her to keep conversations minimal because his family might not like her, but what she was seeing and experiencing were completely different.
