Chapter 7; His ex's escapade

Chapter 9; His ex's escapade

“Page dearest, what is this I hear about? Did you sustain an ankle injury?" Her sensitive natured granddad asked, concerned.

"It's nothing, truly. I am absolutely fine,” she assured in gentle tone.

“Nonsense! How can a sprained ankle be nothing? Your husband told me you could barely walk without his assistance,” he objurgated in an offended manner.

*Not to talk of the cut you sustained on your finger,” he sighed heavily.

“You do not have to yell at me do you old man?” she teased and let out a light chuckle.

"Oh this is not a laughing matter young lady. Nothing about any of this is funny,” he breathed.

“I know, I know, I should have been more conscientious. I am sorry I got you worried,” she pouted.

“Overly worried dear. Wear comfortable shoes for the time being. No stilettos okay?” He ordered sternly.

"I swear I won't go against you this time,“ she promised and her giggles transformed to feats of laughter.

“You had better not," he laughed.

"Take some day