However.
It seemed Julian Johnson didn't hear.
Or rather, he hadn't regarded her as his granny at all.
So much so that she waited there for half a day but Julian didn't step over, nor did he spare her even a sliver of his attention.
His focused gaze solely lingered on the woman beside him.
Every move and smile of Isabella Lindsey merged into his eyes, his heart.
At this moment, he cherished every minute, every second with her, unwilling for her to leave, to disappear again, leaving him in lonely and unbearable times.
"Julian!"
Ruth Upperton, undeterred, approached a bit closer, loudly calling, "Come here! I have something to tell you!"
"..." Julian didn't respond.
His expression slightly cold.
Isabella Lindsey spoke from the side, reminding him, "Your granny wants you to go over."
"No need to mind her."
Julian's gaze didn't shift, cold as ice as he uttered two words to Ruth Upperton, "No time."
