Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death

Noah looked at the gift Yara brought and pretended to be curious. "Is this an airplane?"

"Yes! I will help you open it."

"Okay."

Yara thought it would be easy to entertain a child, unaware that Noah had a mischievous plan. After she took out the model airplane, she handed it to Noah. "Should I teach you how to play with it?" Noah took the model, lifted it, and with a flick of his little hand, the wing jabbed right into Yara's eye.

"Ouch!" Yara couldn't dodge in time and cried out in pain.

"Grandma, are you okay?" Noah feigned innocence as if he had just realized what happened.

Assuming it was an accident, Yara waved her hand. "I'm fine."

But Noah wasn't going to let her off that easily. He picked up the remote control and started the toy airplane, making it fly around Yara's head. The buzzing sound started to give Yara a headache. "Noah, could you make the plane fly outside?"

"Sure!"

Despite his words, Noah pretended to lose control of the plane, directing it straight toward Yara's face. In her panic, Yara tried to dodge, but the plane's propeller tangled and messed up her neatly styled hair. Wendy, who was watching, couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh no, sorry, Grandma, I'm not very good at this..." Noah murmured, looking all innocent and pitiful.

Yara's face turned red with embarrassment. She shot Wendy a glare. "What's so funny?"

Wendy, intimidated by Yara's sternness, immediately fell silent.

Yara then turned to Noah. "Noah, this toy should be played in an open space. How about we keep it here for now, and I will take you outside to play with it next time?" "Okay."

Noah pretended to turn off the plane but deliberately nudged the remote again, sending the plane crashing straight into Yara's face.

Yara's eyes widened in shock as she quickly tried to shield herself. Her face and hands still ended up getting scratched.

She lost her balance and fell to the ground, looking especially disheveled.

"Ouch, you little-" She was about to scold Noah when Noah interrupted her.

"Grandma, I didn't mean for that to happen. This is my first time playing with this. I'm sorry."

Hearing this, Yara had no choice but to suppress her anger. She then instructed Wendy, "Go get some medicine."

Wendy didn't have a good

impression of this woman who called herself Noah's grandmother, but since she worked for the Lanes, she had no choice but to comply.

However, Noah grabbed her hand, saying, "Ms. Wendy, I'll get it. You can get some water for Grandma."

"Alright," Wendy agreed.

Yara was surprised by how considerate the four-year-old child was.

Noah went to get the first-aid kit. Seeing the iodine solution and alcohol inside, he poured out the iodine and replaced it with alcohol.

"Evil Grandma, you used to bully my mommy. Now, I'll make sure you suffer a bit," Noah thought to himself.

He brought the first-aid kit over to Yara. "Here you go, Grandma."

"Such a good boy," Yara commented

as she took the kit. She opened it and saw the iodine inside, then took it outto disinfect the scratches on her face.

Noah then offered, "Grandma, since you can't see the injuries, how about I help you apply it?" "Are you sure you can do it?"

"Whenever Mom got hurt, I was the one who put ointment on her," Noah replied confidently.

Hearing that, Yara handed him the cotton swab. Noah dipped it deeply

and

into the bottle filled with alcara's

applied it to the scratches on Yara's face.

A blood-curdling scream immediately echoed through the manor.

The alcohol burned the wound intensely, causing Yara to cry out in pain. "You little devil, what did you put on me?"

Gone was her gentle grandma facade, and she raised her hand to hit Noah.

However, Noah was prepared and quickly dodged her slap.