Love Mission: Ex-wife Strikes Back

Grace didn't cry. She just stared at the body lying in the bed as if she was possessed.

The calmer Grace acted, the more worried George became. He held her hand and said, "Grace, your grandma was smiling when she left. She wouldn't want to see you sad. Now, listen to me. Cry if you want to. After that, let's hold your grandma's funeral together."

"I'm fine." Grace forced a smile. "Thank you, George."

If George wasn't there, she really didn't know how she could cope with this.

Although she was grief-stricken, Grace knew that this was not the time to be down because she had to send her grandma away in a beautiful manner.

Grace personally held the funeral because she was afraid of any mistake that might happen.

She was raised as a child by her grandma and was not close to their relatives, so there were only a f

eel sad if she knew." George took Grace to sit at the table. "Eat your food. I have something to tell you after this."

"What do you want to say?" Grace asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Eat first. I'll tell you later," George said.

Grace had no other option but to eat her food. She sat at the table, waiting for George to speak.

He cleaned the table after she finished and took her to sit on the sofa.

He held Grace's hand and told her, "Grace, we've finally finished your grandmother's funeral. You felt so down a while ago. There are things that I haven't talked to you about. But I think now's the right time to clarify something."

"What is it you're trying to say?" Grace asked with a frown.

"In order to make your grandma feel at ease, I told her I was your boyfriend. Do you remember?" George asked.