Seeing my red-rimmed eyes, he gently stroked my hair and apologized softly, "Natalie, are you upset because I didn't spend Christmas with you and grandma? I'm sorry, it's my fault for not planning better! I promise, I'll spend every holiday with you both from now on!"
He stood up and took two charm bracelets from his bag, presenting them to me like treasures, "I got these charm bracelets during my business trip, despite how busy I was. This longevity charm is for grandma, wishing her a long life. This peace charm is for you, my Natalie, wishing you everlasting health and happiness!"
But my grandma was gone and she'd never have the chance to live a long life again.
"Grandma didn't come over today? Last time, she woke up in the car and went back on her own without telling me. I was worried for a long time! Tomorrow, I'll go with you to visit her and tell her not to do that again!" Hearing him mention grandma, my heart ached again.
That day, I was on a business trip and had asked him to take grandma for a check-up.
One moment, grandma had been as cheerful as a child, calling to tell me she was healthy and that Josh was taking her shopping.
But the next call came from a stranger, informing me that grandma had died of carbon monoxide poisoning while sleeping in the car.
I trembled as I dialed Josh's number dozens of times, but no one answered.
The doctor said that grandma not only had excessive carbon monoxide in her system but also traces of sedatives.
I checked the car's dashcam footage and saw Josh buying grandma a drink, coaxing her to take a nap before going to the movies.
The old lady obediently drank the beverage and soon fell asleep.
Meanwhile, Josh eagerly donned the Santa Claus costume, locked the car and rushed off to please his secretary, Tatiana.
He caused grandma's death but still blamed her for leaving without telling anyone.
I scolded him, "Shut up, Josh! How dare you mention grandma? She was so old, how could you leave her alone in the car?"
A hint of impatience flashed across Josh's face, but he suppressed his temper and pleaded, "I'm sorry, I was wrong! Baby, don't be mad, it's all my fault! Tomorrow, I'll kneel in front of grandma and apologize to her, okay?"
Before I could respond, his phone rang. He grabbed it and quickly walked out of the bedroom, as if escaping. His lips curved into a smile, his face brimming with affection.