"I heard that you vomited. Are you okay?" Grandpa Caldwell asked, his eyes filled with concern as he looked at Elena.
After hearing about the incident, he had almost rushed into their house, eager to check on her condition himself.
Even though he trusted his grandson to take good care of his wife, the worry still gnawed at him.
But once he heard the full story from his daughter, he finally relaxed and chose to wait for them at the gathering.
'Being a soon-to-be great-grandfather is tough.'
"Grandpa, I'm fine. It was just a small reaction—probably from the seafood earlier," Elena replied, trying to ease his worry.
"Alright, then don't push yourself too hard. Let your husband handle most of the work. You need to rest as much as you can," Grandpa Caldwell advised gently.
"I'll listen to Grandpa," she said with a soft smile.
Soon after, the others began entering the space and made their way to Elena's house to give their reports.
