The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 87

Sebastian and Brady hurried down the hallway toward the VIP suite at the end. Brady kept his voice low as he leaned in, “Your grandfather found out you put your brother on lockdown. He thought something was fishy, so he sent someone to check it out.”

“And when he heard about Reese’s miscarriage, the shock nearly took him out right then.”

Sebastian lifted a hand, signaling him to stop. He pushed open the hospital room door.

Mr. Ratcliff was curled up in bed, looking so small and fragile now, like a dry leaf about to fall.

Sebastian stood at the bedside. For once, all the steady calm in his eyes was gone, replaced by pain. Even his shoulders sagged.

Jane was sitting at the edge of the bed, pressing a handkerchief to her mouth as she tried to hold back her sobs. When she saw Sebastian, she stood up to give him space.

“Talk to your grandpa,” she whispered.

Sebastian knelt by the bed and took his grandfather’s hand.

The old man opened his eyes slowly. They were cloudy, but he still recognized Sebastian. His voice was thin but clear. “Sebastian, find your brother. Bring him home.”

Sebastian hesitated, surprised.

“Don’t blame him,” Mr. Ratcliff said, coughing weakly. “If you want to blame someone, blame your useless father. If not for him, the family wouldn’t be in this mess.”

“And don’t blame me, either. I could see Reese was a good kid. That’s why I pushed you to marry her, even if it meant breaking up you and…”

“Grandpa,” Sebastian interrupted gently. “I never blamed you. Reese… she’s great.”

The old man looked at him and managed a faint, relieved smile. “That’s good. Just promise me you’ll find your brother. Bring him back where he belongs.”

“I will,” Sebastian said softly, his fingers brushing over his grandfather’s thin hand.

“Go on with your work. Let me get some rest,” Mr. Ratcliff murmured, closing his eyes.

Sebastian and Jane slipped out of the room as quietly as they could.

Out in the hallway, Jane’s grief turned into a stormy scowl. Her voice was tight with frustration. “Your grandfather’s really losing it.

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