As soon as Nathan left the house, the atmosphere in the living room slowly changed. Chintya was still sitting quietly next to his grandmother, but the look in her eyes hinted at a small victory.

“Forgive Nathan, Grandma. He’s still emotional,” said Chintya sweetly, gently touching his grandmother’s arm.

The old woman sighed softly. “He is stubborn. Just like his father used to be…”

Chintya nodded as if she understood. “But I’m worried that if Nathan insists on the IVF program, everything could get even more complicated.”

The grandmother turned her head, her eyes narrowing. “Do you know the IVF process?”

“A little,” Chintya replied calmly. “I’ve read about it....