The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 410 - 406

The Moran Residence.

Timothy was overjoyed, and his eyes welled up with tears as he saw Susan bring Adie and Abby home.

"Kids, this is the grandpa I mentioned. He’s the Moran family member who likes your mother the most and who your father fears the most." Susan gladly introduced Timothy to the children. After interacting with them for a few days, she had come to understand their thought process – anyone friendly to Joanna and hostile to Ace was an ally.

She had become their ally by criticizing Ace on occasion, and she hoped that by introducing Timothy in such a way, the children would warm to him.

To Susan’s delight, her plan worked. Adie, who was usually cautious, approached Timothy on his own.

He raised his head and looked at Timothy’s wrinkled face, then gently hooked his finger around the old man’s wrinkled finger and murmured, "Great-grandpa, I can tell you’re a good person. Thank you for looking after my mother."

When Abby saw this, she went up to her brother and happily told him, "Adie, you finally agree with me that people who look good are good. We should assess people based on their looks!"

She then turned around and smiled charmingly as she grasped Timothy’s other hand in her soft, delicate palm. "My name is Abby, Great-grandpa. You’re the sweetest old man I’ve ever met. You must have been attractive when you were younger, so I’m certain you’re a decent guy!"

Timothy was taken aback by the two youngsters, and he burst into joyful laughter. He clutched the children’s hands firmly and smiled heartily, tears streaming down his cheeks. "You two are my great-grandchildren, and the Moran family’s heirs. I never imagined this day would arrive."

He looked up at the sky, and smiled fondly. "Are you seeing this, Maurice? They are Ace and Joanna’s children. The Moran and Pierce families will go on. I can finally face you in the afterlife!"

When Alexander heard this, he grimaced, his eyes wet with unshed tears. "What are you talking about, Dad? We just got reunited with the kids. We should be grateful for this opportunity, so don’t say anything negative. You’re going to live a long life."

Susan’s eyes welled up with tears as well. "That’s right. You’re still alive and well. You’ve recently reconnected with the children, and you must remain with them until they reach adulthood. You have to see the birth of their grandkids!"

"I know my health best," Timothy declared, waving his hand and taking a deep breath with difficulty. "I’m already glad you attempted to find me an ideal heart that would allow me to live my life. God has been kind to me in allowing me to live till I see my great-grandchildren. I have no regrets if I die today!"

When Adie overheard this, he couldn’t help but be concerned about Timothy. "Great-grandfather, are you sick?"

"Yes. I’m becoming old, and my body is weakening... But don’t worry," Timothy remarked as he stroked Adie on the head. "It’s completely natural. Humans will age, and death is both the end and the beginning of life. I feel we will cross paths again for sure."

Susan frowned and sighed. "Dad, that’s too deep. The kids won’t understand."

"No. I see what you’re saying." Adie’s lovely face was serious as he nodded. "Great-grandpa is saying that his life will never end. He will reappear in our lives in a different form."

"Oh, I understand now!" Abby murmured excitedly, blinking her wide eyes. "One day, Great-grandpa will transform into a star and guard us at night. Or maybe he’ll transform into a tree and protect us from the wind and rain, or transform into a cat and keep us company."

"Yes. That’s exactly what I mean." As Timothy listened to them, tears welled up in his eyes, and he felt a surge of pride. "It’s no surprise you’re Joanna’s children. You’re both very intelligent, and your thinking is very mature. Your emotions are also stronger than your father’s. It’s the Moran family’s good fortune to have gotten such good genes from the Pierce family."

Alexander was astounded by his grandchildren’s intelligence, but he wasn’t about to give in as he protested feebly, "Dad, Ace’s genes aren’t bad either. If the children supposedly inherited their mother’s emotional intelligence, they must have inherited their father’s intelligence as well."

"Nonsense!" Timothy rolled his eyes at Alexander. "Did you know Joanna is a top student? She skipped grades and pursued her master’s and doctoral degrees in the most difficult subject, physics. Ace cannot compete with her – he’s only good at business."

Joanna had wheeled Ace into the living room just as Timothy was criticizing him, and Ace instantly scowled.

"Oh, Joanna, you’re here with Ace! How thoughtful of you!" Susan approached them and joyfully embraced Joanna. She paid no attention to Ace, who was seated in the wheelchair.

"It must have been exhausting for you to drive here while taking care of this nuisance, Joanna. Come and take a seat. Do you want anything to drink?" She guided Joanna to the sofa and sat next to her, then instructed the servant to prepare the best coffee possible.

"I’m not thirsty or tired." Joanna didn’t have the time to entertain Susan’s excessive cheerfulness as she glanced at Timothy, her eyes teary as she said, "Grandpa Moran, I’m sorry for being late. I had no idea..."

When Timothy heard this, he scoffed, "What do you mean by late? I’m still alive and kicking! I can eat two plates of food at the same time, and I’m a great deal stronger than all of you kids put together!"

"That’s good." Joanna nodded with a wobbly smile, trying to keep her emotions in check.

The kids rushed into her arms to comfort her. "Mommy, don’t be sad. Great-grandpa promised to be a star and protect us."

"Yes. We’ll all eventually become stars and meet in the sky!" Joanna was touched by her children’s words.

Everyone talked and laughed together, and the atmosphere was warm and inviting. Only Ace sat alone in the wheelchair, looking depressed. Nobody bothered talking to him or even pushed him around.

"Have you all finished talking? Is anybody going to pay attention to me?" He couldn’t keep his cool any longer. "I hurt my back, you know. Isn’t anybody coming to assist me to move?"

Timothy looked at him and remarked flatly, "You’re a big man. Aren’t you embarrassed to admit that you damaged your back?"

"It’s not like you broke your back," Alexander scoffed. "What are you whining for?"

Susan, on the other hand, had no time for him since she was preoccupied with the children. She would feed Adie, and then Abby, her joyful laughter ringing out.

’Are they ignoring me? This isn’t possible... It’s time for me to take action!’ Ace thought.