Chapter 89: A Beautiful Gift
"—I have to go now. Call me when you get home. Bye!" She quickly opened the car door, jumped out, and rushed into the house without even glancing back at him. She felt too embarrassed by her thoughts at that moment.
"How shameless, Iris Gray!! How could you imagine such a sultry night with him?" She couldn’t help but scold herself while stifling her laughter.
Walking into the house, Iris’s steps abruptly stopped, and her face stiffened as soon as she saw her grandmother standing right before her, wearing a curious expression as if she wanted to delve into her thoughts with just her gaze.
"G-Grandma," Iris greeted her nervously while offering an awkward smile, fearing that her grandmother might have overheard her previous words. "W-Why are you looking at me like that?" she continued as she walked past her and entered the living room.
She placed her belongings on the sofa before heading into the kitchen to search for a drink, doing her best to ignore her grandmother’s sharp gaze still fixed on her back. She could feel it.
After taking a water bottle from the fridge, Iris promptly opened it and emptied the bottle to soothe her suddenly dry throat.
As she sipped, she heard approaching footsteps, followed by her grandmother’s firm voice, "Girl, follow me to the sofa. We need to talk."
Iris took a deep breath and turned to see her grandmother already walking toward the sitting area. She followed and settled down across from her.
"What do you want to talk about, Grandma?" Iris asked casually, placing an empty water bottle on the table.