Love Me Back (Amelia and Daniel) novel Chapter 48

The scene suddenly took a left turn into a fairy tale.

Amelia hesitated for a split second, about to intervene in this circus, but Grandma Edith, even as she gripped a handful of hair, managed to glance back and warn, “Amelia, don’t you come any closer! I might unleash my magic and you could get hurt!”

Amelia was at a loss for words.

Old, weak, sick, or frail—this hospital room had them all, except for the pregnant woman who’d already made her exit. That left the elderly, the fragile, and the wounded.

Mogan wanted to step in but was afraid he'd hurt the old lady. He didn’t dare use force. Daniel, for his part, looked even more anxious; he seemed convinced that if Grandma Edith clutched her chest and keeled over, she’d ascend straight to heaven on the spot.

It was utter chaos.

Grandma Edith was shrieking, “Reveal your true form already!” while still yanking at Violet’s hair. Violet, meanwhile, was a sobbing mess, clutching her head and wailing as her hair fell in disarray.

Daniel’s expression soured. He turned to Amelia, his voice low: “You get her to stop. She listens to you.”

A prickle of annoyance ran through Amelia. “Feeling sorry for her, are you?”

Daniel didn’t deny or confirm—he just said, “Grandma’s heart isn’t strong. She can’t handle this kind of excitement.”

Amelia raised her voice, playing along: “Grandma, let’s take a break. Why don’t we let ‘Saint George’ handle the dragon? Don’t wear yourself out.”

Grandma Edith, surprisingly obedient, released her grip. “All right, I’ll get Saint George on the phone!”

Violet didn’t dare linger another second. If Saint George didn’t show and Grandma Edith decided to become the dragon slayer herself, Violet was convinced she wouldn’t make it out alive. Wiping her tears, she wheeled herself out of the room as fast as she could.

Out in the hallway, Daniel gently brushed the hair from Violet’s tear-streaked face and gave her a quick, indifferent look. “Mr. White, would you mind taking her home? I can’t leave Grandma right now.”

Mogan hesitated, clearly wanting to say something.

Daniel knew exactly what was on his mind. “It’s no use. When the elderly have an episode, this is just how it goes. It’s not just you—honestly, even our family gets it. My grandfather’s been on the receiving end more than once.”

Mogan had nothing left to say. After all, who could hold a grudge against someone who wasn’t in their right mind?

Amelia didn’t bother to call her out on her theatrics. She waited until Grandma Edith drifted off to sleep, tucked in her blankets, and quietly stood up to leave.

“Where are you going?” Daniel followed her out of the room.

“Do I need to report my whereabouts to you?”

“Don’t I have a right? I am your husband.”

Daniel’s long strides made it impossible for Amelia to shake him off, no matter how fast she walked. “Not for much longer.”

He caught her by the arm, temper flaring. “What’s the rush—got someone you’re dying to see? We’re not even divorced yet, and you’re already in a hurry?”

If he was angry, she was just as furious. His grandmother had barely been admitted to the hospital before his first love rolled in, both of them acting like star-crossed lovers, and he still had the nerve to question her.

“That’s right! I can’t wait—I can’t wait to chase my own happiness, and I can’t wait for you to be with your precious first love!”