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~Dylan’s POV
“I asked when you will be leaving,” I said again. “I need to know because there are plans for the day, and your presence makes things complicated.”
“Maybe you should go back to your husband’s house for a while. Give the house some space.”
She scoffed loudly, a sound that grated against my ears. “Leaving? Oh no, Dylan. I will leave only after they give me another grandchild. Until then, this house is mine to watch over.”
I almost choked on my coffee. “You must be joking,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though the frustration in my chest was like fire. “Another grandchild? You mean you are staying here to chase that? You are impossible.”
She smirked, unbothered. “Impossible? Maybe. But at least I am not ignoring my responsibilities. You should learn something f
