Abigail's quick reflexes kicked in, saving Esther from a nasty stumble. "Essy, what are you up to?""I'm on a secret mission from Grandma to see if you and Xander are planning to start a family." Esther obviously could not spill the beans. She came up with a lie on the fly. "Actually, Grandma wants to know if you're craving anything special for dinner so she can whip it up.""I'm an easy eater. I'll happily eat whatever's on the table. But perhaps you could whip up something light and easy on the stomach for Xander. He's been under the weather lately."'Under the weather? Just after they've made their relationship official?' Esther's mind started to wander. 'Xander has performance issues? It seems like Abigail just confirmed my suspicion. I need to tell Grandma to cook up some power-packed meals for him, or the Zane line might be in trouble.' She gave Xander and then Abigail a quick glance, feeling a wave of sympathy for her. "I really feel for you, Abigail. It's rough, being so you
Esther was slammed with a brutal truth: Abigail was not the rock she could lean on, but instead, could become an unyielding grasp, clutching her tightly."Abigail, you're not fond of me anymore, are you?" The pang of rejection was brief as Esther hastily devised a plan to win back Abigail's attention. "I know I've never been the cute, lovable kid. If you don't love me, I get it. From this moment until supper, ignore me. Let me find a corner to weep in solitude for a couple of hours."This move might soften Abigail's heart, but Xander was far from moved. "Alright, go find your crying corner then. Just don't get in Abigail's and my way."Esther held her tongue, only blinking at Abigail through teary eyes. The sight softened Abigail's heart as she quickly enfolded Esther in a hug, then shot a glare at Xander."Ease up on Essy. She's your little sister for crying out loud. Can't you be a bit softer on her?"Xander was well-aware of Abigail's tender heart. "This girl is all theatrics.
"Try again," Esther said, sounding playful.Abigail tried again, her fingers feeling the interesting object. But she still could not guess what it was. "Maybe you could let me see?""Alright, go ahead."Abigail opened her eyes, looking at an object that looked like a globe. "A globe?""It's shaped like a globe, but the pictures on it aren't places you know. Look closer, Abigail, see if you can figure out what they are."Abigail held the small ball up to her eyes, looking at it really close. "Essy, could this be made from special glass? Is it showing two people?" It looked like it was made from special glass, even though normal glass pieces had designs you could feel. But this piece was smooth, even with its mixed-up pictures."I'm not sure what it is either," Esther said. "But this special thing has a powerful promise. People say that whoever keeps this treasure will have a love that lasts forever, growing old with the person they love. I want you and Xander to have that kind of
Esther felt hurt."Grandma, Xander forgot about me after he got a wife. Do you not want your granddaughter anymore now that you have a granddaughter-in-law? Don't forget who gave you a massage this afternoon.""Do what you will, you little rascal. I need to talk to Abigail in private." Margaret smiled and waved at Abigail."Abigail, come over and sit with me for a bit."Abigail hurried downstairs and sat down beside Margaret.She subconsciously glanced around and wondered, 'Xander isn't in the third-floor room, nor is he in the first-floor living room. Where'd he go?'Meanwhile, Margaret saw right through her. She knew how easily embarrassed youngsters were, but she still could not stop herself from teasing Abigail, "It's only been a few minutes, and you're already missing Xander?"Abigail blushed and said in embarrassment, "Grandma...""What's so embarrassing about missing him? He's your man."Margaret laughed and continued, "Your grandma is almost home. I'll have Xander wait
Margaret was not satisfied with Abigail's vague answer. She wanted to know what Abigail thought. "Abigail, I'm not pressuring you. I'm just worried that you two won't last long. I'm worried that there'll be a day when you don't want him anymore, leaving him all by himself."Abigail did not expect Margaret to say such a thing.'Xander is a great guy and has plenty of women who want him. Why does his family always worry that women won't want him?' she wondered.Abigail did not know the answer. However, the most important thing right now was not to find out the answer but to comfort Margaret."That won't happen, Grandma Margaret. He and I have promised each other that we'll both work together on spending the rest of our lives with each other, so don't worry.""Spending the rest of your lives together isn't something you can just promise," Margaret said with a hint of worry in her eyes.She continued, "Abigail, did Xander ever tell you about his parents?""Sort of," Abigail replied.
"It wasn't presumptuous at all. It's just that your question was coincidentally the truth, and I felt embarrassed."Since they were already at this point in the conversation, Margaret decided to just tell Abigail."I did suspect Nova of wanting to get rid of Xander. However, I don't have the evidence, leaving the matter unresolved."Abigail was shocked.'How could he do such a thing to his own son? Xander was barely even four years old. Nova is so inhumane,' she thought."Grandma Margaret, when did this happen?"Margaret let out a long sigh and said, "It happened years ago. Back then, Xander was only three or four years old, so he yearned for motherly and fatherly love. One day, Nova—who had never been quite fond of Xander—said he'd take Xander to the amusement park. Xander happily went with him. That night, Xander still wasn't home by 9 o'clock. I called Nova, and he said the driver had already sent him home. But the driver in charge of picking up Xander said Nova told him that
'Sending him to prison for ten years is too lenient. If I were Xander, I would've at least let him serve twenty years in prison to relieve my hatred for him,' thought Abigail.Margaret wiped her tears. "Abigail, do you understand why I'm telling you all this?"Abigail nodded."I do, Grandma Margaret. Don't worry. I'll definitely treat Xander even better in the future. I'll do my best to protect him and not let anyone hurt him again.""Oh, you silly child. I don't want you to sacrifice yourself for Xander. I just hope that the two of you will bear a child soon and live a good life together," said Margaret.Margaret was pleased to hear Abigail's words, but what Abigail said was not what she wanted. She had a simple wish, and it was that the two would live a good life, bear a few children, and live happily ever after as a family."We will. In the future, Xander and I will have many, many children," said Abigail.Abigail was not saying this to appease Margaret; she also liked childr
Abigail hugged Cassandra's hand and refused to let go."Grandma, you told me we can't control what others say about us and that we should focus on our own lives. Why do you suddenly care about things like etiquette?" she asked.Cassandra leaned close to Abigail's ear and whispered, "Abigail, you silly girl. Do you think I'd let you follow another family's etiquette? I'm just putting on a show. If people buy it, they won't even be able to find fault in us if they wanted to."Abigail was amused by her grandmother's words."You really do love me the most, Grandma."Cassandra replied, "You're my one and only precious granddaughter. Who do I love if not you?"Margaret complained, "Stop whispering behind my back! I'm about to get jealous.""Alright. We'll stop. Let's get into business and have a chat with the kids," said Cassandra."By the way, Grandma. You still haven't told me what you went out to buy."Cassandra replied mysteriously, "You'll find out soon."Margaret called out,