Chapter 3392
“How can we feel this way when Grandma York says that? Zachary and the others are doing fine, but we feel terrible.”
Clive said this to the elderly lady with a smile.
Remy nodded in agreement.
The old lady laughed even more joyfully.
She took the most pride in her nine grandchildren.
In a few years, all nine of her grandsons will be married and starting their own families. Even if she passes away, she will be able to smile for three days and three nights in heaven.
Old Mr. Jimenez’s gaze fell on Sonny once again.
Sonny was nestled in Serenity’s arms, curiously observing everyone and listening to their conversations. He couldn’t comprehend what the older men were saying.
“Yes, he really resembles Miss Harlow,” Old Mr. Jimenez muttered to himself.
“Sonny looks a lot like Miss Harlow did as a child. If he had braided his hair into two pigtails and wore a skirt, he would be just like her.”
Old Mr. Jimenez gazed at Sonny, seemingly lost in memories.
Back then, whenever the little girl saw him, she would call out in a baby voice, “Uncle Jimenez, give me a hug! I want a hug!”
He could never resist the little girl’s request. Each time, he would lift her up high and spin her around in circles. Then he would place her on his shoulders and continue spinning her in the yard. The little girl would spread her arms and claim she could fly.
When the previous matriarch witnessed this, she would always scold the little girl, saying he was very busy and shouldn’t be spending so much time with them.
He insisted it was fine; the children adored him, and no matter how busy he was, he always managed to find time to play with them.
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The former matriarch always claimed that he doted on the children more than their father did.
He smiled.
Harlow was adorable and the family’s youngest member; naturally, he had to spoil her.
In his heart, the former matriarch held a special place above all else, and he treated her children, even though they were not his, as if they were his own.
The father of the two children was indeed very affectionate toward them.
Although the former matriarch’s health was poor, the children were intimidated by their mother due to her strictness. In contrast, their father was gentle, cultured, and good-natured, which drew the children closer to him.
Serenity taught Sonny how to address people.
Sonny called out clearly, “Grandpa Jimenez.”
Old Mr. Jimenez responded warmly and waved at Sonny.
Sonny looked up at Serenity, and upon seeing her nod and gesture for him to approach, he slid to the ground, walked around the coffee table, and stood before Old Mr. Jimenez.
Old Mr. Jimenez reached out to embrace him.
Sonny climbed into Old Mr. Jimenez’s lap and soon settled comfortably in his arms.
He looked up again, his bright eyes sparkling like stars in the night sky, melting Old Mr. Jimenez’s heart.
“Grandpa, if you feel tired, just let me know.”
Sonny meant that if Old Mr. Jimenez grew weary of holding him, he could simply say so, and Sonny would sit by himself without needing to be held anymore.
Without Serenity having to tell him, Sonny understood that his great-grandfather was very old, especially when he saw his white beard.
The old man had very little strength left.
He should indeed be regarded as his great-grandfather.
Old Mr. Jimenez’s hands trembled slightly, a common issue among elderly men.
His hand brushed against Sonny’s face; he stroked it gently and said affectionately, “Sonny is such a good child.”