Love's Perfect Match

"I searched for you for so long, and I was so close to giving up. These past few years, I was on the verge of depression, but
Hank was always by my side, so that's why I didn't end up like that."
Yelena's words became increasingly heart-wrenching.
In the end, Elspeth could only pull her into her arms and gently stroke her hair.
"Okay, don't be sad anymore. It's all in the past."
"It's not in the past..." Yelena's voice quivered, and it almost sounded like a sob. "You owe me all these years, and you should
make it up to me."
Elspeth couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
Yelena buried her head in Elspeth's shoulder, pouting and thinking for a while. "How about this? let me borrow your little bun to
play with."
It took Elspeth a moment to understand that the little bun she was referring to was Damian.
"Why don't you have one with a certain someone?" Elspeth teased.
"I don't have the time to have a child. We haven't even gotten married yet."
Elspeth was surprised. "Why haven't you two gotten married yet?"
"Don't you remember? You promised to be the legal witness for our marriage. Since you weren't here, how were we supposed to
get married? I had to find you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be at peace even in death."
Yelena blurted out these words in frustration and covered her mouth.

"What nonsense are you saying? Stop talking about death all the time."
"But I really missed you, and Hank respects me so much. He promised that we would get married after finding you."
Learning that Hank had been faithfully by Yelena's side all these years and taking care of her provided some solace to Elspeth.
"Well, now that I'm back, you can go ahead and get married with peace of mind."
Yelena suddenly blushed and forcefully punched Elspeth's chest.
"I never said I want to marry him."
Elspeth clicked her tongue twice. "You're both already in your mid-twenties; why are you still so hesitant?"
"Yeah, I'm only in my mid-twenties. It's too early."
Yelena adjusted her clothes and sat up straight.
"In that case, take your time. Wait a few more years until he finds you boring and marries another young and beautiful girl. By
then, you'll..."
Yelena suddenly became anxious and turned around to say, "He wouldn't dare! If he dares to marry someone else, I'll smash his
head."
Elspeth was speechless.
She remembered this girl used to be gentle and delicate. How did she suddenly become like this?
A lot could change overnight.
Meanwhile, the group soon arrived at Winthrop Residence.

With Arthur and Max gone and Edmund rarely coming back, the house felt empty.
When they arrived, only Margot was there. Elspeth asked about Lisa's well-being and learned that she was currently in the
hospital, waiting to give birth. Margot had returned to Winthrop Residence specifically because she knew Elspeth had come
back, which was why she hurried over.
Elspeth's heart warmed as she suggested, "It's okay, I only returned to the country. It's not a big deal. You should go take care of
Lisa."
Margot looked at Elspeth who was well and alive in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes. She opened her arms and
embraced Elspeth directly.
"Elspeth, my good child, you're finally back. You have no idea how we managed all these years. We all missed you so much."
"I know, Mom. I've missed you too."
"I heard from Callum that you lost your memory overseas. What happened?"
Elspeth smiled and replied, "Mom, it's not something I can explain right now. When we have the chance later, I'll tell you all about
it."
"Okay, okay. It's good that you're back."
Margot gently touched Elspeth's face and let out a sigh.
Suddenly, she noticed Damian behind Elspeth, and her eyes lit up.
"This must be your child, right? My precious grandchild!"
Margot slowly crouched down, extending her arms toward him.
"You must be Damian, right? Come here, my good boy. Let me have a good look at you."

As if guided by a blood connection, Damian didn't feel averse to the elderly woman in front of him. He cautiously approached
Margot, entered her embrace obediently, then sweetly called her, "Grandma."
"Oh, my darling grandson."
Margot was delighted and took out a card from her pocket, placing it in his hand.
"This is a black card with unlimited credit. Keep it, Damian. If you need anything, just buy it with this."
Elspeth watched this scene and couldn't help finding it amusing. She took the card from Damian's hand and handed it back to
Margot.
"Mom, don't be silly. The child is still so young. He won't be able to use such a card. Let's not rush things."
Margot pouted defiantly. "Why can't he use it? The child looks so obedient, and he must be pretty sensible."
"Mom, since that's the case, why don't you hold onto the card for now? Give him the money when he's a bit older. It's not suitable
for a child to have so much money. We're not in a hurry, after all."
Thinking about having such a cute little grandson by her side in the future, Margot nodded satisfactorily and took the card back.
"You're right, we have plenty of time in the future."
The three of them were happily chatting in the front, completely ignoring Callum behind them.
Soon, he coughed helplessly, and the three in front finally noticed him, especially Margot, who impatiently scanned him from
head to toe.
"You've been back for so long, so what are you still standing there for? Go cut some fruit and pour some tea for the two of them."
Callum awkwardly touched his nose. "Mom, I just got back, and I'm tired."

"Why are you tired? You're a grown man now. All the food you ate when you were a child has gone to waste, it seems."
Margot rolled her eyes and patted the other two, gesturing for them to sit down.
"You two should rest for a while. This boy is so clueless. I'll go cut some fruit for you."
Elspeth originally wanted to stop Margot, but Margot went away happily, and there was no stopping her.
Elspeth and Callum were left staring at each other.
Damian, seeing this situation, became somewhat puzzled.
He gestured for Callum to listen to him. Callum leaned down, and Damian cautiously asked, "Dad, does Grandma not love you?"
Not only that, but he also showed a face full of pity, as if saying that everyone had a mother's love except for Callum, and he
seemed rather pitiful.
Callum almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Where did this child learn these things?
He turned his gaze to Elspeth, who was sitting calmly on the couch, but Elspeth just raised an eyebrow in response.
It's not my doing.