Chapter 822
Chapter 822:
Bruce’s illness had kept Rupert awake night after night. He’d been terrified Bruce would die and leave him behind. So having him beside him now—alive, breathing, and on the way home—felt like a weight lifting off his chest.
“I’m glad to be back,” Bruce said, gazing out the window at the familiar scenery with a wistful smile. “I can only thank Anna. I don’t think I would’ve made it back without her p>
“Of course you would have, Grandpa!” Rupert said quickly. “What are you talking about? You’re a blessed man p>
“Before I forget,” Bruce said, his tone turning sharp with curiosity, “what are you and Anna playing at? What happened at the hospital just now—was that all a show? Quarreling in front of the reporters p>
Bruce wasn’t foolish. From the beginning, he could tell it was staged.
But he also knew they must have had their reasons. And if his instincts were right, Candace was at the center of it.
Rupert nodded. “Grandpa, I really can’t hide anything from you, can I p>
Bruce stroked his beard with satisfaction and laughed. “Of course not. Not with my experience. I’ve seen things you can’t even begin to imagine p>
After a brief pause, he added more seriously, “Still, it’s your business. I have no intention of meddling with you young people and whatever it is you’re doing. But there is one thing I have to say. No matter what happens, make sure Anna doesn’t get hurt p>
“Of course,” Rupert replied without hesitation. “I’ll never let that happen p>
Not long after, the driver pulled up at the gates of the Benton family’s old residence.
“Master, Mr. Rupert, we’ve arrived,” he said respectfully.
Jaxen was already waiting at the entrance with the servants, ready to welcome Bruce home.
“Master, the hospital finally let you go,” Jaxen said with a warm smile as he stepped forward to help Bruce out of the car.
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Bruce patted him on the shoulder, his voice sincere. “Jaxen, I can’t thank you enough for taking care of me during this time p>
Jaxen shook his head quickly. “Master, it was only my duty. It’s my job. If you hadn’t been there for me back then, I would have p>
“Enough, Jaxen. No need to bring up the past,” Bruce cut him off with a frown before he could finish.
Then Bruce turned to Rupert and said, “I know you have a lot to handle at work. You should go back and take care of it p>
“I’ll be staying with you for a while, Grandpa,” Rupert said softly.
Ever since Bruce fell ill, Rupert had been consumed by regret. For a long time, he had neglected his grandfather because he was too busy with work. Bruce was fine now, but Rupert vowed to spend more time with him from now on.
Bruce could tell that Rupert genuinely cared. He smiled, took his grandson’s hand, and whispered, “All right p>
In the Benton family’s villa, Erica and Cathy remained under house arrest.
“Auntie, it looks like Rupert and Annabel had a falling-out,” Cathy said, her eyes glued to her phone as she scrolled through an article about Rupert picking Bruce up from the hospital—and about his blowup with Annabel after her argument with Candace.