Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 644

James walked in just then, tall and broad-shouldered. The second Grandma saw him, she yanked Emmy behind her, moving with a burst of strength that didn’t match her frail frame.

Her voice was sharp and fierce. “What do you want? If you lay a finger on my granddaughter-in-law, you’ll have to go through me.”

She didn’t stop there. Turning her head, she shouted into the house, “Anna, bring me my gun.”

Emmy and Teresa froze, both caught off guard. Emmy tried to say something, to explain.

But Grandma cut her off, patting Emmy’s hand with a gentle firmness. “Don’t be scared, sweetheart. With Grandma here, no one’s going to hurt you.”

She glared at the doorway, barking at the caregiver, “Where’s my gun? I want to see who dares touch even a single hair on my granddaughter-in-law’s head.”

James stood in the doorway, jaw tight, his brows drawn together. He knew Grandma had mistaken him for someone else again. By now, though, he was used to it. He pressed his lips together, silent, then turned and walked out. Even so, his broad back seemed to carry a hint of sadness as he left.

Anna hurried over and handed Grandma a toy pistol, the kind that looked almost real and black as midnight. With the “gun” in her hand, Grandma’s confidence soared. She slapped it down on the mahogany coffee table with a solid thud.

“I’d like to see who dares come in now.”

Teresa watched from the side, eyes wide. The stories about Mrs. Nelson were true. She’d been on a real battlefield in her youth, and even now, old and confused, she still had the courage of a general. It was written in every line of her posture.

But Emmy couldn’t take her eyes off the fake gun. Her breathing quickened. She could almost feel the cold metal, hear the deafening gunshot, smell the sharp tang of blood. Those memories she thought she’d forgotten came rushing back, dark and relentless.

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