Tangled Temptations

Chapter 204

Harvey clenched his phone, nodding. "I'll be right there!"

After hanging up, he looked at Eloise. She had heard as well, murmuring, "Get going, and drive safely!"

Harvey swallowed hard. He really wanted her to accompany him to meet his grandmother. But he was unsure if

Eloise would be willing, given their current circumstances.

Harvey pondered for a moment, then whispered, "I may be busy for a while."

Eloise didn't give him the cold shoulder like before. She just nodded. As she exited the car, Harvey suddenly

rolled down the window and said, "Eloise..."

Standing in the night, she waved at him. "Go on!"

Harvey continued to watch her as he softly stepped on the gas. It took him two hours to get to the East Estate,

where the family matriarch, also Parker's mother, lived. She lived there because of the place's fresh air and

peaceful surroundings. Tonight was probably her last. She had started talking nonsense in the evening. The

nurse had called Parker in a hurry. Upon seeing his mother, Parker knew she was not doing well, so he quickly

gathered the family to say their goodbyes.

Parker was the eldest son, and Harvey was the most notable of the younger generation. The old lady had always

favored him. With her last breath, she waited for him.

As Harvey parked his car and rushed to his grandmother's room, the Horigan family made way for him. Parker

whispered into his mother's ear, "Harvey's here to see you."

She was on her deathbed. Upon hearing his footsteps, she slowly opened her eyes, the wrinkles on her face

stretching out. Her gaze was particularly bright.

Parker knew this was her last lucid moment. She had been holding on just to speak to her grandson...

Indeed, she managed to sit up. Harvey quickly went to her, crouched in front of her, held her frail hand, and

kissed it. She stroked his hair.

How much she adored this grandson of hers. He was handsand more intelligent than most from a young

age; the only flaw was his bachelorhood. She hadn't even held a great-grandchild.

She was lucid and slowly asked, "I heard from your mother at Christmas that you're seeing someone. You said

you'd bring her to meet me, Harvey... why didn't you bring her?"

Harvey looked up, his gaze tenderly focused on her silver hair. He smiled faintly, "She's working overtime. |

didn't have tto get her."

She frowned, "You're just humoring me! | know your temper. You must've upset the girl!"

Harvey still wore a soft smile, he nodded. "Yes, | upset her. I'm still trying to make it right... I'll bring her to meet

you soon, and maybe you could put in a good word for me."

Relieved, she said, "As long as you're still trying!"

She eagerly asked what kind of girl she was. Harvey, fearing she might not hear him clearly, leaned close to her

ear and gently said, "She's pretty! Usually, she's quite well-behaved but has quite the temper when upset!"

She listened intently. As her end neared, there was always regret. She murmured, "How | wish | could see her

with my own eyes."

The women in the Horigan family were crying inconsolably. Everyone loved her and didn't want to see her go, but

they all knew this was the last tthey would see her.

Harvey stroked her hair. He pulled out his phone and said softly, "Would you like to talk to her? Once you hear

her voice, you'll know I'm not lying..."

Her eyes lit up.

Harvey dialed Eloise's number, and the call connected, one ring after another.

Eloise answered.

Harvey's voice was hoarse, "Grandma wants to talk to you."

Eloise guessed what he was trying to do. He wanted his grandmother to depart in peace. She was silent for a few

seconds before responding.

Harvey held the phone to his grandmother's ear. On the other end, Eloise held the phone, listening to the old

woman she had never met talk about being more forgiving. It reminded her of her father's death and the regret

of not being able to see him one last time. How did her father feel when he left? What were his regrets?

Her heart ached. She didn't want this old woman to leave with regrets. Even if it was a lie, at least it would

comfort her in her final moments. Eloise softly said, "Don't worry, grandma. | will."

As Eloise spoke, Grannie Joy's face broke into a smile, and her pupils started to dilate, but she never let go of the

phone.

Eloise held the phone, feeling the life on the other end fading away. She could feel Harvey's sorrow.

When they met again, it had been half a month. Eloise knew he had taken care of Grannie Joy's funeral and flown

to Britain to attend Joan's first divorce hearing with her producer husband. Eloise didn't pay attention to the

details. She had made peace with her feelings and naturally didn't care about Joan.

The day Harvey returned, he called her, "We should meet."

Eloise was in her apartment. He wanted to cover, but Eloise didn't agree and suggested, "Let's meet at your

place."

Harvey drove over as dusk fell. The cicadas in the trees were singing loudly, adding a lively atmosphere to the

evening.

Eloise cdownstairs to see Harvey leaning against his car. Seeing her approach, he opened the car door for

her and asked, "Where's Milo?"

Eloise got into the car and casually responded, "I sent him to my mom's." Harvey watched her. He hadn't seen

her for half a month, his gaze now holding a deeper meaning. Eloise looked away to avoid his gaze.

He chuckled and closed the car door. Once he sat next to her, he absentmindedly buckled his seatbelt. After a

while, he couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you ask?"