Chapter 236
Chapter 236
Grandma came to Jessica's ward after a while.
She knew that Jessica had just gone down because she was worried that her body would not be able
to bear it.
"Grandma." Ian saw Jessica's grandma come in and went over to help push her in.
"Ian, thank you so much. You did me much favor for being with Jessica for the past few days."
Grandma knew that it was tough for Jessica to live here. It would be better if a friend came to chat with
her and pass the time.
She asked Jessica about Tom.
Grandma said, "I'll attend the memorial in place of you. After all, he saved you back then. And it is okay
for me to go there."
Jessica wanted to persuade her grandma not to go there in person.
But she knew that Jessica would feel sorry about it for the time being.
"How about I go in place of you?" Ian said.
He himself has not expected to encounter such a thing before he came to Birmingham.
They discussed for a while and decided Ian accompanied her grandma to the memorial.
Two days later.
Ian drove grandmother to the Quinn family to pay a visit to Tom.
They saw Oliver here.
"Grandma! What are you doing here?" Oliver said.
"I'm here on behalf of Jessica."
Seeing Ian pushing grandma, Oliver had the illusion that they had become a family somehow.
Her heart skipped a beat.
'Could Ian have changed just because he met Jessica?'
Simon reminded him, "Mr. Williams, it's time for us to go in."
Only then did Oliver regain his senses.
He didn't know why he had such an idea. As Jessica said, they would never be together for the rest of
their lives.
Although, he had been using his work to numb himself these days.
One would know what he really wanted only when he calmed down.
After Ian came out of the Quinn family with her grandma, he drove back to the hospital by himself.
The two of them started chatting in the car.
"I heard from Jessica that your father is from Birmingham?" Grandma said.
"Yes, they immigrated to Europe when I was born, but they were busy doing business there and never
came back."
Grandma thought that the people who could immigrate to Europe in that era were not ordinary people.
Although their Youngren Family was not a big family, they still knew a lot of people in Birmingham at
that time.
"I only know your foreign name. What's your last name?" Grandma asked.
"My surname is Kim."
Grandma was immediately stunned when she heard that.
Because there weren't many rich families in Birmingham named after Kim.
Grandma, on the other hand, knew that there was a family named Kim who was in a close relationship
with Youngren Family. However, for so many years, she had never mentioned it because it involved a
sad past.
"Well," Grandma repeated as she trembled. "What's your father's name? Maybe I know him."
Ian's father, known as the ninth master, was one of the leading celebrities in European business.
In Ian's memory, the name "ninth master" was the most frequently heard.
He didn't know his father's real name for a long time.
Unintentionally, when he was rummaging through her father's old things, he saw that there was a
certificate in it that said, "GavinKim," from Birmingham.
"Grandma, my father's name is GavinKim." Ian smiled.
"What?" Grandma suddenly lost her composure.
"What's wrong? Do you know my father? If so, that's great. When he comes back, he will come to visit
you."
Grandma half-closed her eyes and lay in the back seat of the car.
Ian saw grandma didn't look well in the rearview mirror. "Grandma, are you tired? Then lie there and
rest for a while. I won't talk anymore."
Ian deliberately slowed down, for fear that grandma was uncomfortable in the car.
When they arrived at the hospital, Ian told Jessica that grandma was back soundly.
"Thank you, Ian. I don't know how to repay you in the future. Ever since I met you, it seems that I have
been causing you trouble many times."
"Come on, don't say that." He said.
Ian was in Jessica's ward again. He sat with her for a while before leaving the hospital.
Grandma kept asking her nurse to come to Jessica's ward to see if Ian had left.
When grandma was told that Ian had left, she went to Jessica's room immediately.
"Jessie, you'd better keep your distance from Ian in the future," Grandma said solemnly.
This surprised Jessica.
A few days ago, grandma saw that Ian often came to the hospital and was happy that she had such a
good friend.
Besides, grandma had never interfered with her freedom to make friends before.
She didn't know why she suddenly stopped her talking to Ian.
Was there something that happened to them in the memorial today?
"Grandma, did Ian do something wrong? After all, he grew up abroad. It's understandable if he said or
did something wrong." Jessica wanted her grandma to put down her guard.
"That's not the reason." Grandma looked worried.
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Grandma sighed. Things that happened a few decades ago suddenly appeared in front of her, like a
movie.
If Ian hadn't come, she would never recall the past.
She felt much more heartache as she thought more of these things.
Grandma said, "Just listen to me and never talk to him from now on."
Jessica lay on the bed with a confused face, completely unaware of what had happened.
And her grandma didn't want to tell her the truth.
"Grandma, you know, I have very few friends. Especially at this time, I can't just ignore Ian as he took
such good care of me."
"Then cut off contact with him when he gets to Europe."
Grandma left Jessica's ward after she finished the talk.
Jessica later asked the nurse what had happened to her grandma recently.
The nurse told Jessica that she always woke up in the middle of the night recently, mostly awakened by
nightmares.
Sometimes she was muttering in her sleep. But the nurse didn't hear clearly.
When that happened the first time, the nurse tried to wake grandma up and asked her what was wrong.
Grandma just said that she had a nightmare.
Then for a few days in a row, this was the case. The nurse called the doctor over and did the
examination.
The doctor prescribed some tranquilizers for her.
Grandma told the doctor and nurse not to tell Jessica about the nightmare, afraid that she would worry
too much.