Yvonne found her memory worsening recently, not to mention frequent dizziness and vertigo.
However, she thought these were just minor issues and didn’t feel it necessary to tell Layne, as it would only make him worry for no reason.
“It’s nothing, probably just due to the hectic work schedule lately, a pill or two will do the trick.”
She had moderate symptoms of insomnia and had been relying on melatonin to fall asleep for the past half year. When Layne found out, he believed the side effects were significant and advised her to switch to traditional Chinese medicine and massage therapy for treatment.
But with Yvonne being out and about two-thirds of the time in a month, she still found melatonin more convenient and continued to secretly take it.
Recently, her group of old girlfriends recommended a good health supplement to her, and just one dose helped alleviate fatigue symptoms significantly.
The downside was it was pricey, with a 100ml bottle costing five figures.
Luckily, after years of hard work, she had accumulated some savings, or else she wouldn’t be able to afford this expensive imported medicine.
“What medicine are you taking? Let me take a look at it for you. Even though I practice traditional medicine, there should be an ingredient list on the medicine bottle.” Even if it’s Western medicine, as long as there is an ingredient list, he could probably understand its effects and functions.
But Yvonne remained still, continuing to knit the sweater in her hands. “The medicine is good, purchased by my friend from a research studio overseas. Don’t worry.”
“As long as it works, if you feel unwell anywhere, don’t keep it to yourself.”
“Mm.”
Just as they were talking, the butler’s laughter came from outside, “Old Mr. Edwards, Mr. Kelvin and Mr. Channing have arrived.”
Upon hearing this, Layne immediately wanted to get up from the sofa in excitement, but then realized his seniority. How could he personally go to welcome them?
He cleared his throat and sat upright on the sofa, pretending to be like a monarch waiting for his subjects to pay respects.
However, the slight trembling in his hand holding the cane exposed his true emotions.
“If they’re coming, they’ll come on their own. It’s not some great task that requires me to go greet them. They know the way in; they’re not strangers.”
Alright, he was reprimanded before they even entered the door.
Seeing his awkwardness, Yvonne couldn’t help but smile, “You talk tough but your heart is kind. Alright… I’ll go greet them at the door.”
This time, Layne said nothing.
The first person to step out of the luxury car was Channing. He still preferred to wear a white suit, just like when he was young. If his skin wasn’t fair, this bright color would seem out of place.
But even with his wheat-colored skin, the white suit on him exuded an elegant and noble aura, perfectly blending in.
His hands were empty as he strolled in confidently.
Following closely behind was Kelvin, who was forced to play the role of a “Christmas tree,” with his arms loaded with gift boxes.
All expensive supplements were prepared by Channing.
As soon as they entered, they were greeted by Yvonne’s warm smile. Due to the cold weather, she was wearing a black fitted down jacket paired with a black velvet skirt that shimmered under the light.
Elegant and graceful, even with her advancing age, she couldn’t hide her beauty and charm.
“Finally, you guys are here. I’ve been waiting for you all morning,” Layne’s voice sounded in the room, pretending to be annoyed as he said, “Stop talking nonsense, who’s been looking forward to them?”
“They’re not Cheyenne and Cierra, I can’t stand those two young troublemakers!”
It was one thing to call Kelvin a troublemaker, but for some reason, Channing got dragged into it as well.
Just yesterday, Channing had experienced the joy of being a father-in-law through Kelvin, but today he had to face the embarrassment in front of Layne, losing face in front of his son-in-law.
Nevertheless, he walked in calmly.
“Dad, Kelvin and I came to see how you and Yvonne are doing. I heard you haven’t been feeling well lately. Are you feeling better?”
Even though Selah had divorced him before her death and married George, in Channing’s mind, she would always be his wife.
That made Layne his father-in-law.
When they brought Selah’s ashes back, Layne surprised him with another revelation. Turns out, when Selah married George, they only had a wedding banquet and didn’t actually get a marriage certificate.
Perhaps feeling guilty towards him, not knowing that George, ambitious as he was, wanted more and ultimately led to her demise.
Kelvin, unusually obedient, followed Channing and placed the gifts he brought in the living room before greeting them.
“Grandpa, Aunt Yvonne.”
Yvonne had heard about the complications between Cheyenne and Kelvin, and she didn’t have high hopes for the person standing before her. It was Omari, the sweet-talking boy, who fit her vision of a son-in-law.
However, witnessing Kelvin’s actions in Jostrana, where he consistently defended Cheyenne, moved her, and for the sake of the two children, Yvonne acknowledged his presence.
“Hey, Kelvin, why did you bring so much stuff? Don’t do this next time!”
Despite Channing’s aloof demeanor and continuous reservations about Kelvin, he still defended his son-in-law in front of others.
“These are all gifts from the children, worried about you, so they bought them. I even told him to buy less, but he insisted.”
Kelvin was speechless.
Layne’s expression softened slightly, “Hmph, I’m quite well, but since the money’s been spent, keep it then. Kelvin, come play chess with me, as for you… just hang around.”
“Yes, Grandpa.”
Kelvin, pleasantly surprised by the favor, approached as Layne had set up the chessboard, waiting for him to take a seat.
Layne was a traditional scholar, skilled in various arts, but excelled in painting.
He simply loved playing chess. And if one were to comment on his chess skills, it was torturous for opponents due to his mediocre play. He would curse when angry, and even renege on his losses.
Kelvin had played a few games with him, always needing to leave a chance for Layne to win, all while trying to preserve his pride.
To be honest, losing was more challenging than winning.