In the hospital.

    The doctor had already treated Grace''s shoulder, and they were waiting to get the medicine.

    Casper sat there with a solemn expression.

    After a while, Brian arrived.

    "Why did you get hit by a flower pot for no reason?" Brian asked nervously.

    Grace looked at Casper and shook her head. "I don''t know either."

    Casper''s expression darkened. He snorted coldly. "Hmph, you didn''t even look at me after you came to the hospital. You don''t even care about me, your grandfather. Well, forget it. For this woman, you don''t acknowledge me as your grandfather anymore. I''m leaving."

    Casper''s temper red up and he wanted to leave.

    Brian hurriedly said, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? Gracey is injured. I''m just concerned about her injuries. I''m not disrespecting you."

    Casper deliberately nced at him impatiently, but when he saw his thin face, his eyes revealed a trace of heartache.

    He said, "Look at you. You''re going against me for a woman. You ran out alone and made yourself look like a ghost."

    Brian nced at Grace and pulled Casper to the side. "Grandpa, at least Grace saved you. Besides, she''s my wife. Can you not say such disappointing words in the future?"

    Casper snorted coldly but didn''t say anything else.

    Brian added, "Grandpa, Christmas Eve is Austin''s birthday. Let''s eat together then."

    "I''m too old to walk," said Casper.

    He didn''t refuse, which meant he agreed. Brian smiled and said, "Don''t worry. I won''t let you out. I''ll bring Gracey and Austin back for dinner."

    Casper''s gaze was still gloomy. He looked at Brian as if he wanted to say something but said nothing atst.

    Although Grace saved him this time, he still didn''t agree to ept Grace as Brian''s wife.

    "Brian, I''ll go back first," said Casper.

    Brian nodded. "Alright. Melvin. I''ll leave my grandfather to you. Be careful on the way."

    "Okay, Mr. Brian."

    After his grandfather left, he walked to Grace''s side and sat down. He looked at her with heartache. "Does it hurt?"

    "Yes. It hurts."

    Brian pinched her nose and scolded. her dotingly, "Are you an idiot? Don''t you know you should push him

    away and use your body to block? What if you break your head?"

    Grace pped his hand away. "Your grandfather is already so old. What if he falls

    after I push him?"

    "That''s better than you taking this hit, right?"

    not be the case. If your

    "That Falls and gets injured, I''m is impression of me will be worse."

    even

    Brian''s heart ached as he hugged her. "It''s good that you''re fine."

    Letting go of her, he scratched her nose again. "This is great. You''re injured during Christmas."

    "Isn''t that perfect? I don''t need to do any housework with this injury."

    Brian was so angry that heughed. "Only you can think of that."

    After getting the medicine, Grace said seriously, "I suspect that someone did this

    on purpose."

    Brian widened his eyes. "Why?"

    "At that time, I was standing downstairs with your grandpa. I heard the rough sound of the flower pot rubbing against the sill surface with my ears. Although it was very soft, I can be sure I heard it."

    Brian looked at her seriously. "Did you see anyone suspicious at the scene?"