Lucas's expression was truly terrifying, cold as ice, his dark eyes laced with a hint of harshness. Even though the person on the hospital bed was his grandmother, he showed no sign of softening. Aveline saw this and quickly said, "No, Grandma didn't bully me."

Barbara nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, I didn't bully her. She wanted to cry on her own, I didn't bully her."

Aveline was at a loss for words, caught between laughing and crying.

She wiped her tears and said, "Seeing Grandma like this now, I just remembered some things from the past."

Hearing this, Lucas' expression softened a bit, and he asked, "What did you remember?"

Aveline, her eyes red from crying, looked at him with a faint sadness. "Are you sure you want to know?" Lucas sighed. "Never mind."

There were many unpleasant things in the past, best not to bring them up.

He turned to Barbara with a softened expression. "Why did you want to see her today?"

Barbara still looked aggrieved and scared, her cloudy eyes filled with fear as she replied, "You're so fierce. You're not my good grandson anymore." Lucas was speechless.

The caregiver quickly chimed in, "Mr. Tudor, you shouldn't be like this. Madam Barbara now has a child's temperament. How could she possibly bully Mrs. Tudor?" Well, that was convenient.

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