Chapter 288 You're Truly Boring
Grandpa Doyle wanted to say something else, but Dermot opened the door and looked at his own grandfather impatiently. "Aren't you going to go back and rest? Why are you standing here saying nonsense?"
"You brat, I'm only doing this for your sake!" Grandpa Doyle got angry and wondered how he ended up with such an ungrateful grandson.
Dermot looked at the butler beside him and ordered, "Escort Grandpa back, don't let him wander around."
"You brat!" Grandpa Doyle raised his cane as if he was going to hit Dermot.
Seeing Grandpa Doyle's cane about to fall on Dermot, Evelyn quickly ran over and stood in front of him. "Grandpa, his injury hasn't fully healed yet."
In the end, Grandpa Doyle's cane didn't hit Dermot, not just because Evelyn was blocking it, but also because he never really intended to hurt Dermot.
"For Evelyn's sake, I won't argue with you," Grandpa Doyle said with a smile, and kept winking at Dermot.
Dermot was speechless.
You're truly boring.
After Grandpa Doyle left, Evelyn and Dermot returned to the ward. She opened the lunchbox she brought with her. "Let's eat."
"Hmm, did you make it?" Dermot asked involuntarily.
Evelyn looked at him without saying a word, and Dermot immediately realized that it couldn't have been Evelyn who made the food.
Because there were several dishes on the table, obviously not something Evelyn could cook.
He forced a laugh, trying to ease the embarrassment. "Actually, it's already great that someone sent it over. It's not really important whether it's homemade or not."
Evelyn chuckled and didn't bother with Dermot's true thoughts. After all, she couldn't cook, and Dermot had known that for a while.
While Dermot ate, he couldn't help but say, "Don't worry about what my grandfather said. I like you, and it's between us. You don't have to care about other people's opinions."
He hoped that Evelyn was with him because she liked him, not because she felt obligated.
"He has saved her many times. 'Don't worry, I won't be easily morally coerced,' she said.
Although she did feel guilty deep down, she would never agree to be with Dermot because of that.
If she were to agree, it would be because she truly liked Dermot.
Dermot nodded satisfactorily in response.
The man continued eating, and Evelyn remained silent, causing the atmosphere to become silent once again.
Before long, Dermot finished his meal and casually asked, 'Did you have someone check Phoebe's car? Was it tampered with?'
'Yes, I had it checked. The brakes were indeed tampered with,' Evelyn answered.
'Who did it?' Dermot asked.
‘Natalie,' Evelyn looked at Dermot, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes, 'She deliberately approached Phoebe, and this idea was also hers.'
'Perhaps Phoebe didn't anticipate that Natalie would tamper with her brakes behind her back. She is not concerned about Phoebe's life or death, as long as she can kill me.'
Dermot listened, his face darkening. 'I never expected that marrying into the Stanley family would still be unsettled. Hasn't she learned her lesson from the consequences of the Barns family?'
'If she was capable of learning her lesson, she wouldn't be Natalie,' Evelyn didn't find it strange.
After all, women understand women best. She knew that Natalie wouldn't give up. If she failed this time, there would be a next time, and a next next time. Until either Evelyn or Natalie died.
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