The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 274

Rebecca ended the call with a weary sigh, rubbing her temples in frustration.

Isabella, lounging nearby, let out a teasing laugh. “What’s wrong? Scared to go see your husband?”

Rebecca shot her an exasperated look, as if to say, “What do you think?”

Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Dylan’s grandfather had woken up and was holding Dylan’s hand tightly, talking his ear off—mostly about how he and Rebecca needed to build a good life together.

He gripped Dylan’s hand as though he was placing all his hopes for the family’s future in him.

“Dylan, you and Rebecca are husband and wife. You need to support each other, really listen to one another,” the old man said earnestly. “Rebecca’s a good girl. She may have grown up away from home, but she’s kind, dutiful, and responsible. Take care of her. Don’t let her feel neglected.”

At first, his words sounded like nothing more than loving concern for his granddaughter. But, listened to closely, it was almost as if he were giving his final instructions.

Dylan listened quietly, nodding now and then, responding with a few polite words.

Sitting off to the side, Mrs. Austin looked increasingly displeased. She had never liked Rebecca, never thought her good enough for her son, and now, hearing the old man praise Rebecca endlessly, she was even less amused.

Still, she had no desire to argue with the old man—if she upset him and something happened, everyone would blame her.

So she sat there, fuming in silence.

After a while, the old man noticed Rebecca still hadn’t returned and asked, “Where’s Rebecca? Why isn’t she back yet?”

Mrs. Thomson quickly jumped in, a little embarrassed. “Rebecca said she had a stomachache—she’s in the bathroom.”

Concern flickered across the old man’s face. “Is she alright?”

Mrs. Thomson rushed to reassure him, “Don’t worry, Dad. She’s probably just not feeling well. She’ll be back soon.”

Dylan nodded. “I understand, Grandpa.”

The old man turned to address the rest of the family. “Now that Dylan and Rebecca are married, we’re all family. We should get along and always put the kids’ happiness first.”

The others nodded and chimed in, echoing his sentiments.

Dylan glanced at his watch again, irritation creeping in. There was still a mountain of work waiting for him at the office. He simply couldn’t afford to waste any more time here.

He stood up and said, “Grandpa, I have to get back to work. I’ll come visit you another day.”

At that, the old man’s face fell. He frowned and said, “Work can wait. Family should always come first, Dylan. Stay until Rebecca gets back.”

Mrs. Austin was practically seething. What kind of nonsense was this? Since when was it wrong for her son to put his career first?