Stella Lockwood felt like she was going to faint.
'What kind of nonsense is Grandpa spouting?'
'Who gets married like this, going straight to get a marriage license right after a matchmaking session?'
'No, that's not right. To be precise, we haven't even had a matchmaking session. Just how desperate is Grandpa for me to get married?'
But when she saw the blood seeping through the gauze on her grandfather's forehead, her perspective shifted completely. 'Grandpa's worried something will happen to him, and he wants to see my future settled. That way, he can rest in peace even if he dies. That silly old man...'
Sean Quinn glanced again at the dumbstruck Stella Lockwood, his gaze deep, his thoughts unreadable. He then turned and said gently to her grandfather, "I'm more than willing, but if you want me to marry her, the first thing you need to do is get treatment. Once you're better, you'll be able to watch me marry your precious granddaughter with your own eyes. Don't you agree?"
