Grandpa did not speak, and no one dared to speak. The meal was eaten quickly, and it took less than an hour.

Caleb put down his knife and fork, still feeling a bit regretful that he had come for the shredded chicken noodles today, only to be blocked by Alaric in every possible way, feeling a vague unease in his heart. This possessiveness was a bad sign for him.

Once Alaric was interested in Diana, the chances of him letting go were slim.

"Caleb is ready? A fruit snack." Grandpa was about to turn to the servant when Caleb stopped him: "No, Grandpa. If it's convenient for you now, shall I take a look for you?"

Caleb was about to show Grandpa gout, and grandpa was helped up by the servant: "To the living room, you take Diana's pulse first to see if she needs some conditioning."

With that, he said to the servant, "Make a pot of tea."

The room was filled with the aroma of tea. Diana sat on a high-end jacquard sofa, and Caleb was half-kneeling in front of her. There was no sound around.

With a white handkerchief under her hand and her wrist up, under her skin that could be broken by a touch, the veins of her veins stood out conspicuously.

Caleb gently raised his hand to take the pulse, closed his eyes and listened intently.

All the people held their breath and stared at them. Grandpa narrowed his eyes slightly and savored the tea. He knew best what Caleb's medical skills were, what others couldn't cure, he could cure, what others could cure, he could cure.

Mrs. Rosa and Lillian, on the other hand, had a look as if they were watching a good show, wishing Caleb could cure their infertility.

Seeing Caleb's eyebrows furrowed into a line, Grandpa smacked his lips and asked, "What?"

"madam is weak and has cold uterus. Her current condition is not suitable for pregnancy." "

"Is Dr. Caleb responsible for what he says?"

As he spoke, Alaric strode over, grabbed Diana by the hand and tucked her behind him.

He doesn't know why he doesn't like any other man touching her, especially this one, not even for medical treatment.

"It needs to be adjusted. If not, even if she gets pregnant, it will be very hard." Caleb stood up and walked to his grandfather's side.

"How long will it take to adjust?" Alaric raised his eyebrows.

"As fast as three months, as slow as half a year."

"Three months, half a year?" Alaric had already quickened forward and grabbed Caleb by the collar: "Is it that she's not fit to do it now, or do you not want her to do it?"

"I can understand that Mr. Alaric is concerned about the young lady's health, but it's not up to me to decide whether the young lady is pregnant or not." Caleb spread out his hands, indicating that he did not want to fight with him here.

"Let go!" Grandpa slammed the teacup hard on the coffee table: "Alaric, what's the matter with you today, Caleb is just telling the truth. You've been so excited for a long time! Come with me into the study!"

Alaric gave Caleb a warning look, then gave him a push and went into the study with his grandfather.

"I'll go and get grandpa some blood pressure medication." Grandpa's blood pressure must be very high at the moment, Mrs. Rosa stood up and said she wanted to get the medicine for him.

Deliver the medicine to Grandpa and listen to what has been said.

Lillian, seeing Mrs. Rosa winking at her, also hurriedly stood up: "Grandma, I'll go and get grandpa a glass of water to drink the medicine."

Soon only Diana and Caleb were left in the living room, along with a few servants who were ready to give orders.

"Did I embarrass you by showing up uninvited today?"

Diana picked up her fork and picked up the apple that had already been cut into pieces on the coffee table, handing it to Caleb: "Why should I be so troubled?" If you don't come, there won't be so much to see."

"It's a pity I didn't get to eat the shredded chicken noodles you made with your own hands, but leaving hope for the next time, I feel that life is full of hope."

"So a bowl of shredded chicken noodles is your hope?"

"It's not the shredded chicken noodles that give me hope, but..." Before you could finish your words, a sound of glass and porcelain hitting the ground came from the study on the first floor.

Diana turned to look in the direction of the study. Grandpa's temper was as good in front of outsiders as bad in front of his own family. Although Alaric was domineering, he still gave him some face.

"It will be fine. A tiger does not eat its own cubs."

Just as he finished speaking, there was another burst of smashing sounds in the study.

At this point, the study was in a mess. Grandpa slapped the table hard: "The House of Owen can't be without an heir. I hope you haven't forgotten our promise. In half a year, if Diana can't get pregnant again, divorce her."

"If not?"

"No?" Grandpa's sharp, cruel laughter rang out as if he had heard a joke: "Do you have a choice about this?"

“……”

"When the House of Owen has it, I will naturally keep my promise. Even if I don't like Diana, I will give birth to the child for me. If not, I will look for the next Mr. Alaric's mother for you."

"You'd better keep your word. In half a year, I'll have someone pregnant with the House of Owen's offspring, and you keep your promise," said Alaric, his only phone that could be smashed to the ground.

With a bang, he slammed the door open and shut.

Just as I went out, I bumped into Mrs. Rosa, who was coming to deliver water and medicine: "Oh, Alaric, why are you so angry? Come and have a glass of water to cool you down."

Alaric turned a deaf ear and went straight to the living room.

Mrs. Rosa was left stunned on the spot.

It seemed that she had heard a terrible secret. Grandpa, in order to force Alaric to have a child, actually promised...

"What about the young lady and that man?"

"Is it the young lady and Dr. Caleb?" After confirming again, the servant pointed to the door and said, "Dr. Caleb said he had something urgent and had to go first. The young lady went out to see him off."

Diana and Caleb walked through the garden with the fountain to the gate.

There were few people at the door, and Diana finally had a chance to ask what she had wanted to ask in the room: "Caleb, did you just say that I was weak and not suitable for pregnancy?"

"No." Caleb stopped and turned to her: "It's false that you are weak and have cold uterus, but you are not suitable for pregnancy now. Wait until you get better and if you want to have a baby..."

Diana knew the illness he was referring to, that there was an excess of new toxins in her body, and shook her head: "I don't want to."

Caleb secretly took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and handed it to her: "Contraception, this medicine does no harm to the body."

Diana quickly put the medicine away: "Shredded chicken noodles, next time."

"Well, go in quickly. It's windy and you're sick." A gust of wind blew, and Caleb wanted to take off his coat for her, but this was Night's house and he couldn't cross it, so he had to urge her in.

Diana did feel a bit cold and did not refuse. After saying goodbye to Caleb, she turned and walked in.

To enter the house, one had to pass a circular angelic fountain in which the angel held a harp, and water was splashing down from below.

Diana was so absorbed in her thoughts that she was oblivious to the water splashing from the fountain and getting wet on her hem of dress...

She was thinking that Alaric was probably talking to grandpa about pregnancy, making such a big commotion. Grandpa was so shrewd, was there no room for maneuver?

Grandpa wanted descendants, and Alaric was not clear about his attitude, but she couldn't have them anyway.

If there were a four-year promise between her grandfather and Alaric, she would only want to get out of it unscathed for the remaining six months.

Just as she was lost in thought, a dark shadow blocked her way.