The Royal Contract Chapter 957

Chapter 957: An inherent trait

Angela watched his grandson go back and forth in the living room as if anxious about sothing. He seed to be waiting, but for what? She scanned the room for any clues, but it was just her and Goliath in the room.

Eida was at work while Alia was at a foundation she had been helping, leaving Luisa in her room with Bea as her sitter. It had been a welco surprise that he ca even without notice.

She missed him dearly, his only grandson. She rembered many mories of their family and just the two of them as they flashed before her eyes. Maybe she was becoming a sentintal fool as she stared at the remaining heir of their bloodline.

She hoped that soday, he would have a son or a daughter that would brighten his life just like he had shed light on hers. But, of course, she wished it would be soon so she could experience a new life placed in her arms.

“Would you stop spinning like a top, Evan?” Angela ordered, rembering how he was like a child. He had always kept her on her toes.

Her grandson was the spitting image of her departed husband. He had been a constant reminder of what was great and sad in her life. The day she t and married her dear beloved and eventually lost him, leaving here to wait for their reunion.

But she was not in a hurry. As long as her grandson needed her, she would stay. She knew her beloved would wait until she was ready to reunite with him.

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“I am sorry, Grandmama.” He moved toward the bar, where they kept a few bottles of fine liquors for guests since they rarely drink now as Eida still breastfeeds her child.

Then, he poured himself a glass as if he was in deep thought. Perhaps, thinking of a serious problem. But what could be bothering him? Angela hoped it had nothing to do with the wedding.

He already had his chance to walk away, but he pursued her. She would not allow him to have second thoughts and renege from his commitnt to Alia. That was just not acceptable.

“Do you have sothing you want to share?” She had always been a good listener. He had confided in her many tis, more than she could count or rember.

They had been best friends since fate stuck them together. They had lived together for so long they had learned to love each other and respect who they were, even their weaknesses.

“It is nothing. I am just tired.” He finally sat on the chair and let his body recline on the soft cushion.

He pretended not to be bothered even if his mind was swirling in his head. He did not wish to burden his grandmother, who was already going through a lot with her health.

“Tell it had nothing to do with your proposal with Alia.” Her concern was evident in her jittery voice. She could tell when he was keeping sothing from him. He was lying to her face.

She knew her grandson had always been responsible regarding her needs and his obligation to his work. But when it ca to won, that lay his flaws. No woman could tie him down except for Alia. At least, that was what she believed.

“What made you think that? Nothing is wrong with our relationship.” He assured her, seeing the worry lines on her forehead.

He quickly moved to her side, covering her hands with his before looking into her eyes. In his stare, he swore to her that it had nothing to do with the woman he loved but sothing he could not share with her.

“I promise, Grandmama. I am here to set a date with Alia and fulfill all your dreams.” This ti, he genuinely smiled at the second woman he fell in love with, at least next to his mother. And the only woman he could commit to besides Alia.

He was not lying about that. Truthfully, it was the first reason he visited Alia. He also wished to discuss the details of the wedding. He knew that with his grandmother’s failing health. He had to expedite the wedding.

But there was another reason he had co today. His conscience had bothered him since he had seen his friend that night. He knew he had to do sothing before it all beca too late.

“Oh! Is that true?” Alia begged the Gods that he was not just saying that to appease her. She extended her hand to his face, feeling the roughness of his growing hair on his jawline. “Promise that I will see my grandchild before you bury in the ground.”

She knew it was morbid to talk about death, but she accepted it a long ti ago, but if God would allow her a few more years, then who was she to decline it?

“Speaking of grandchild...” Evan said as he heard the sound of a wailing child. “I think Luisa wants so company.” Thankful for the distraction.

He never wished to talk about death, not when it ant his grandmother would be leaving him for good. She was the only person left in their family. He did not want her to part, not just yet.

“Of course, she will always be my eldest grandchild, my dear Luisa.” She uttered with so much tenderness, seeing Luisa co out of the room, carried by her sitter.

“Let take her while you rest,” Evan inford Bea, who smiled, glad for so ti for herself. He held Luisa in his arms, missing the young rascal.

Besides, it was just a matter of a few hours, then Eida would be ho to take her child. In the anti, he could use the ti to spend with his only goddaughter.

“I miss you, my Princess.” Slowly, learning a few tricks on how to handle her. It seed it worked because she stopped screaming and started giggling. “I promise to protect you as long as I live.” He whispered in her ears.

Angela watched his grandson play naturally with their young princess. She could tell he would be a good husband and a father if he would only give himself a chance. He did not need to be afraid of committing since it was an inherent trait already ingrained in him.