Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law

"Marcel..." Sovia Morris stood up, calling out angrily. Her son had just returned home and now he was leaving again, all because of Ruby Bluen!

"Stop calling," Old Horne said with a hint of irritation in his voice, speaking peevishly.

He had taken a fancy to the daughter of an old war comrade and had intended to introduce her to Marcel Horne. He had already mentioned this to his old comrade, but who could have known that Marcel would get entangled with Ruby Bluen? When Ruby ran away from her wedding, she probably went to Tibet to find Marcel. Could the two have already eloped in secret? If they had eloped, they might have already secretly gotten pregnant. By then, would they still be able to object? Alas! His son must have agreed to come back from Tibet because of Ruby Bluen. His son had grown up with the Bluen sisters, yet he had never noticed that his son had fallen in love with Ruby. How was he supposed to explain this matter to his old war comrade?

Old Horne let out a deep sigh in his heart.

"Old Horne... go find Mom. She definitely knows about this. Why didn't she inform us earlier? Does Mom also approve of them being together? What about Glades's stance? Wouldn't he feel like Marcel has stolen his fiancée? Could this cause a rift between the brothers? If Ruby Bluen hadn't been with Glades before, I wouldn't have any objections to Marcel being with her. But she was once Glades's fiancée, and that fact makes me feel uneasy, as if Marcel has picked up Glades's unwanted woman," Sovia Morris said, so angry that she felt a throbbing pain in her chest.

She immediately picked up the phone and called the old lady.

The old lady, currently looking at the sea by the coast of T City, suddenly sneezed fiercely twice.

"Madam, is it because the sea breeze is too strong?" Auntie Mei immediately asked with concern.

On the beach, many people were around. Glades Horne had rented a table, several chairs, and a large umbrella from the seaside hotel and set up the table on the sand for the old lady to sit under the umbrella and watch the sea.

"Grandma, shall we go home?" Hearing the old lady sneeze twice, Julia Bluen worried that she might catch a cold. Although there was still sunshine, it was nearly four in the afternoon, and the sun at this hour offered more light than warmth. The seaside was already windy, and now that winter was approaching, the old lady, being of great age, could easily get cold.

Glades Horne remained silent, simply taking off his jacket and draping it over the old lady.

The care shown by her grandson and granddaughter-in-law made the old lady very happy. She returned the jacket to Glades Horne with a laugh, saying, "It's just two sneezes, nothing unusual. Look, you're all making a fuss over nothing." She was still laughing when her cellphone rang. She took out her phone and then put on her gold-rimmed reading glasses. Seeing the call was from her daughter-in-law, her smile deepened. No wonder she had sneezed so fiercely; it was that sharp-tongued daughter-in-law scolding her.

The old lady calmly answered Sovia Morris's call. Whatever Sovia Morris said, the old lady just kept laughing and listening, finally adding, "That's for the kids to handle. I'm an old woman; I can't manage it, nor do I want to."

With just one sentence, she made her stance clear, also implying to Sovia Morris not to interfere in the children's affairs.

After hanging up with Sovia Morris, the old lady looked meaningfully at Julia Bluen, her eyes filled with affection.

Both Glades Horne and Julia Bluen were no fools; they guessed that the caller was definitely the Horne Family's second lady. Looking at one another, Julia's eyes revealed her worry for her sister.

Catching the concern in his wife's eyes, Glades Horne reached out unobtrusively with a caring hand and took her small hand, telling her not to worry and to have faith in Marcel Horne.

Glades Horne's considerate gesture did not escape the old lady's notice, and she chuckled even more joyfully.

Ever since her grandsons had grown up, she had become a lonely old lady. It had been a long, long time since she felt as happy as she did today. Her most beloved grandson and favorite granddaughter-in-law were accompanying her to watch the sea, and her granddaughter-in-law tirelessly chatted with her about everything under the sun. For a young woman to have such patience to talk with an eighty-something-year-old lady showed great filial piety and respect.

Before them stretched the boundless sea. Under the sun's illumination, the sea's surface sparkled as if coated in gold, even more beautiful and enchanting. The sky above the sea remained blue, showing no sign of the approaching evening.

The sea breeze WHOOSHED in. Though it sounded strong, it felt refreshingly cool.

On the beach, some people walked hand in hand, some chased after each other, and some snuggled together, quietly watching the sea. Everywhere one looked, the scenery was vibrant, warm, and full of love.

Then, looking at her cherished grandson, who was tall and handsome, he remained the focus even with Julia Bluen by his side. He was like the sun in the sky, shining wherever he went. But his eyes held only Julia Bluen. Such devotion, such focus—in him, she seemed to see the image of her late husband.

"Glades, Julia, you don't have to keep me company all the time. Why don't you go enjoy some romance? This moment, this scenery is perfect for lovers," the old lady laughed heartily, still eager to foster affection between her grandson and granddaughter-in-law, despite their marriage already being as sweet as sugar water. She could tell Julia's love for Glades wasn't yet very deep; the love Julia returned to Glades was always less than what he gave.

"Grandma, my task today is to keep you company," Julia Bluen said with a sidelong look at Glades Horne and a slight smile.

"Not to accompany me?" Glades Horne playfully brought his handsome face close to hers, almost touching her face, his warm breath teasing her cheeks, and his intense gaze fixed on her pretty face, quietly making Julia Bluen blush.

"Oh, please! As if I'm accompanying you. On a day off, of course, I should be with Grandma. Imagine how lonely she is at home on regular days."