Instantly, tears of joy welled up in Janice's eyes. She gripped Elissa's hand fiercely, then, realizing she might be squeezing too hard, let go and slapped her own thigh in absolute elation.
"Wonderful. Simply wonderful..."
Janice repeated the word several times before shooting Elissa a mock glare. "You silly girl, how could you keep something this massive a secret?!"
Thank heavens her grandson was hopelessly obsessed with love. He had been fully prepared to accept absolutely any baggage Elissa brought with her.
Elissa rubbed her nose sheepishly and honestly explained all the fears and hesitations that had held her back.
Since they were truly going to be a family, she didn't want any lingering misunderstandings between them.
Once Janice understood that Elissa had only kept the secret because she feared her chaotic background would drag Rowan down, her mock anger melted entirely into profound sympathy. "You foolish, sweet girl. You were terrified of dragging him down, but did you ever stop to think if he was more afraid of your burdens, or more terrified of losing you?"
Having weathered decades of high-society storms and brutal family politics, Janice saw things with crystal clarity.
Wealth and power were useful, yes, but none of it mattered compared to her grandson's actual happiness.
During those agonizing years when Elissa wasn't by his side, Janice had watched firsthand as Rowan lived a cold, desolate, ghost-like existence.
If Rowan had truly been afraid of Elissa's background holding him back, Janice would have been the first one to slap some sense into him.
Hearing this, Elissa felt a deep emotional pull in her chest.
Rowan had told her something very similar before, but hearing it reinforced so fiercely by Janice was completely unexpected.
She had always known Janice was incredibly tolerant and understanding, but she never imagined her acceptance ran this incredibly deep.
She blinked rapidly, forcing back the moisture gathering in her eyes, and looked at the older woman. "Janice, thank you."
"Thank me for what?"
Janice placed a choice piece of meat into Elissa's bowl, her voice warm and maternal. "You're the one enduring nine months of pregnancy. Rowan can't share an ounce of that physical burden. Just for that alone, that stubborn brat and I owe you for the rest of our lives."
Elissa's eyes grew hotter. Then, Janice's voice suddenly ticked upward in volume. "Wait, so does that oblivious brat still not know he's going to be a father?"
At the mention of this, the heavy emotion in Elissa's eyes dissipated slightly. She lowered her lashes awkwardly. "I did tell him, but... I think he completely completely misinterpreted what I was saying."
At the time, the man's attention had been entirely focused on... *other* activities.
Janice didn't overthink it. "Well then, you find another special moment to break the news to him. I won't ruin the surprise."
Joyous news like this belonged to the young couple to share privately. It wasn't her place to interfere.
Ultimately, whatever made Elissa happy was the priority.
As for whether Rowan was happy about the delay, Janice couldn't care less.


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