Lewis Sinir asked, "How long will you stay in this country?"

He was worried that Be would only stay in the country for a short time and his grandson wouldn’t have the chance to apologize to her and pursue her again.

"I will not go anywhere, Grandpa. My n is to settle in the capital."

"Oh? I didn’t know that." Lewis Sinir was surprised. He thought Be would no longer return to the capital and stay in this province with her family.

"Yes. I’m only here for about a week." She didn’t want to hide anything from Grandpa Sinir, afraid he would be disappointed again.

Be also wanted this old man to stop punishing his family and hide in this remote ce. She worried something terrible had happened to him because he was no longer young.

A frown appeared on Lewis’s forehead as if he was thinking about something, knowing that Be would return to the capital.

"And for that reason, I asked you to return to the capital. There’s no point in you staying here alone, and you won’t have any friends to talk to, either."

Lewis was a little confused to hear Be’s words. Still, when he remembered his promise to Tristan — he would return if Tristan could bring Be to their family — he shook his head. He had to stay here; if he returned now, Tristan wouldn’t rush after Be.

Lewis smiled warmly before saying calmly, "It’s okay, Be. All of them won’t learn anything if I go back now. I’ll just stay here for a few years and then return to the capital."

Trying to convince him to return to the capital is pointless if he doesn’t want to. Therefore, Be puts that aside and can only wish him good health during his stay in the vige.

"No need to worry about me, my dear. I won’t be lonely here; I have n and my best friend, Isaac. You know your Grandpa also decided to stay in this vige, right?" Lewis asked.

Be was taken aback by what she heard. Her Grandpa had not informed Lewis about his intention to move with them.

Observing how delighted Grandpa Lewis was that his best friend would stay in this vige, Be began to feel sorry for him.

"Grandpa Sinir, my Grandpa, decided to move to the capital with us..." Be faintly said.

Suddenly, the light in Lewis Sinir’s eyes slowly dimmed when he heard the news. "Is what you said true? Why didn’t Isaac tell me anything?" The disappointment is clearly heard in his voice.

"Yes, Grandpa. Maybe because he just decided this morning, he didn’t have a chance to inform you."

"By the way, where is Isaac? Why hasn’t he joined us yet?" Lewis felt strange because his friend, who usually weed him, had been nowhere to be seen since he had entered the house.

"Did he go somewhere?" he asked again but dismissed that idea instantly because he saw Isaac’s car still parked outside.

Without Be realizing it, her hands, resting on herp, slowly clenched into fists. She was nervous about where to start exining to him about Dax.

"Isaac, really return to the city?" Lewis fixed his gaze on Be.

She shook her head, "No. He was fishing at theke."

"Unbelievable!" Lewis Sinir was amused. "That old geezer, how could he immediately go fishing in this cold temperature right after he was discharged from the hospital?"

Lewis decided to join Isaac on theke and would talk to Beter. "Be, I’d like to invite you to dinner at my ce tomorrow. I hope you won’t refuse."

Despite her worry that she will encounter Tristan there, she still nods at him. "I wille, Grandpa."

"Perfect, my dear..." Lewis got ready to stand up, wanting to catch up with Isaac at theke. "We can continue talking again tomorrow; I need to scold Isaac."

"Grandpa, please stay. There’s something I want to ask you—" Be stopped him. She had not yet finished talking to him.

Lewis was surprised; he sat again and looked at Be, "Yes, dear?"

"Grandpa, I hope you don’t tell Tristan or anyone else about my arrival in this country," Be asked seriously, which left Lewis a little stunned.

Lewis also heard Isaac warning him about this matter when he called him yesterday, but hearing the words directly from her made him worry — his grandson’s chance to win Be’s heart was thin as paper.

"Do you hate him so much that you don’t want to meet him again?" Sadness could be heard in his voice, followed by a deep, heavy breath.

"I’m just not ready to meet him. I—" She opened her mouth to continue her words, but somehow, her words just vanished. She feels nk. How annoying!

"Oh, my dear Be... There’s no need to exin. I can understand and agree with your request," Lewis said softly. Even though he was actually disappointed with Be’s refusal to meet his grandson, he didn’t want to force her. It was still too early. As long as Be stays in this country, his grandson will still have plenty of time to approach her again.

Be feels relieved.

"And... there’s something else I want to tell you, Grandpa."

"Yes, what is it, my dear?"

"I actually have—"

"Mommy..." Suddenly, Dax’s voice could be heard from behind, and his step rushed to the living room.

Be was shocked. She looked in the direction of the backdoor and saw her chubby little son running to her while bringing a small bucket.

"Look... look... I catch a few fish. I win, mommy... Gramps lose—" Dax paused when he saw someone else in the room. He was slightly stunned when his eyes met the older man’s deep blue eyes staring back at him.

Dax frowned before he turned his gaze at his mother.

Be was speechless.

"B-Be, who is this—" Lewis, who was still shocked to hear a boy calling Be Mommy, was even more shocked when he saw that the boy looked familiar with someone he knew.

Be smiled faintly at Old Sinir before she wanted to answer him. She felt Dax’s small hand holding her hand.

"Mom, I need to talk to you. Please—"