# Chapter 175: The Weight of Secrets and a Grandmother's Fading Light
Hello everyone, it's me again! How are you all doing? Today I will continue to walk with you and review Chapter 175 of "REMARRIED AFTER I SECRETLY DIVORCED THE CEO". This chapter pulls us deep into Autumn's world, where her fragile health and fierce love for her grandmother collide in a heart-wrenching moment. Let's dive in.
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Autumn looked up at Keith, his words hanging in the air like a promise she dared not believe. *Was he planning to take care of her from now on?* The thought sent a tremor through her heart, but she quickly shut it down. Life was too unpredictable, and hearts could change like the wind. She had learned that lesson the hard way. If everything fell apart later, she wasn't sure she could survive another broken dream.
She collected a few bottles of new medication—different from what she had been taking before. As she stared at them in her hands, unease crept in like a shadow. She glanced over at Keith, who was on the phone nearby, and a wave of uselessness washed over her. Not only had she let her condition worsen, but she was also making him worry. He had been on the phone almost the entire time they were together. He was clearly swamped with work. And yet, here she was, troubling him again.
Guilt sat heavy in her chest, an unshakable weight.
When he finally hung up and his tall, steady figure walked toward her, she forced herself to speak. "Senior, if you're busy, you can go ahead. I've got the medicine, and I can head back on my own."
His dark eyes held hers for a moment. "Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to drive you home?"
She shook her head firmly. "No need. I drove myself here. I can get back fine."
Seeing her resolve, he didn't press the matter. After a few words of reminder, he left the hospital.
Autumn stuffed the medicine into her bag and tossed the paper bag into a nearby bin. But then she froze—the sound of Irene's voice behind her sent ice through her veins.
"Miss Lewis, what brings you to the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?"
Autumn's heart gave a sharp jolt. *Had Irene seen her putting the medicine away?* Anxiety prickled at her skin like a thousand needles. If Irene found out she was sick, her grandmother would hear about it in no time. She couldn't let that happen. She didn't want her grandmother worrying—not now, not ever.
Her scalp tightened, her fingertips turning pale. It felt like being caught red-handed doing something forbidden. But she pulled herself together and turned around with a practiced smile. "Just a mild cold. I came to get some medicine. It's nothing serious. By the way, Irene, what are you doing here? Is someone sick? Are you bringing them food?"
Running into Irene at the hospital left Autumn uneasy, probably because she had nearly been caught hiding her medication. A faint trace of guilt clung to her like a second skin.
Irene, holding a sheet of medical paperwork, sighed deeply. "Madam Ginny fainted suddenly this morning. Everyone else was out, so I had no choice but to have the driver bring us here."
Autumn's heart clenched. Her grandmother's health had never been good, and after injuring her leg, it had only declined further. Dizzy spells and headaches came often now. Sometimes she would sleep so deeply at mealtimes that no one could wake her, and when she did eat, it was barely anything at all.
Hearing that her grandmother was sick, Autumn immediately grabbed Irene's hand, her worry plain. "Irene, how is she now? And it's Saturday—how could no one be home? What about Susan and her daughter?"
Judging from Irene's expression, it seemed she hadn't noticed Autumn hiding the medicine. *Good. If she hadn't seen, there was nothing to explain.* But the fact that her grandmother had collapsed and no one in the family was there was strange. If she remembered correctly, aside from her eldest brother, who was always busy, the others didn't have much on their plates. Saturday was usually a rest day. If her grandmother had fallen ill in the morning, how could the house have been empty?
At the mention of it, Irene's eyes filled with resignation. "Miss Susan said they haven't gone out for fun in a long time. After finally securing the Vanguard contract, she wanted to go out and celebrate. Whenever Miss Luna is home, she gets whatever she asks for. This time was no different—she suggested the trip, and the whole family went along with it."
Her grandmother's health had been poor for a long time, but no one in the family seemed to truly care, especially Luna. Every outing was her idea, backed with some perfectly crafted excuse, and the rest of the family simply indulged her. This time, with her grandmother collapsing while the entire household was away... If Irene hadn't found her in time, Autumn didn't even want to imagine the consequences.
She told herself not to get angry, but the breath she exhaled carried a sharp ache in her stomach. *Luna again.* Could that woman not cause trouble for once? On the anniversary of her mother's death, she had been the one behind the chaos. Now, with her grandmother fainting, she was also the one who had pulled the whole family away from home. No one in their right mind would believe it wasn't intentional.
When Autumn stepped into her grandmother's room, she saw the old woman lying on the bed in a hospital gown, eyes closed, motionless. A nurse was inserting an IV line, and the sight brought tears spilling down Autumn's cheeks. Her grandmother was nearly ninety years old, and when she had collapsed, not a single family member had been by her side. If something truly bad had happened... what then? This time, they had been lucky. But what about next time?
People always said children and grandchildren were a safeguard in old age. If paperwork had been needed for treatment, there wouldn't have been anyone to sign. What if that delay had cost her life? Autumn didn't want to follow that thought any further. Her heart ached like it was being pierced with needles, and more tears ran freely down her face.
She hadn't cried when undergoing painful tests, when hearing the words "mid-stage cancer," or when told the disease had begun to spread. But now, seeing her grandmother's pale face and still form, she broke down completely. She didn't think of herself as sentimental. She could accept whatever happened to her, but when it came to her grandmother, the ache came from the deepest part of her heart.
Sniffling, Autumn stepped forward and tucked the blanket more securely around her grandmother. Then she sat beside the bed and took her frail, aged hand in her own. In just a few days, her grandmother seemed to have grown even thinner. The weathered face, already marked by age, had almost no flesh left on it.
Just then, the attending physician knocked and stepped inside. He was a young male doctor. Autumn quickly got to her feet, anxiety spilling into her voice. "Doctor, how is my grandmother? What made her collapse so suddenly?"
The doctor glanced at the old woman, still unconscious on the bed, then sighed and motioned for Autumn to step outside. She followed him out, and when they reached the rooftop terrace, she asked again, "Doctor, please—what's going on with her?"
He frowned, clearly debating whether to tell her the truth. The old lady had insisted he keep her condition private, but now that her health was deteriorating so quickly, he felt it was necessary for the family to know. Gripping the chart in his hands, he began carefully, "Miss Lewis, your grandmother's condition is worsening, and it's possible..."
He never finished the words "her time is near," because a voice called from the doorway, "Autumn, you're here."
Irene followed behind, holding her grandmother's IV high, both of them moving in a rush. The old woman hadn't even bothered with shoes and was now slightly out of breath. Autumn hurried over and took her hand. "Grandma, you're not well. Why would you come out without shoes? Did something happen?"
The sight of her barefoot had startled her so much she thought there might have been an accident. She quickly looked her over, checking for any sign of injury. She didn't want anything to happen to her grandmother. As long as Ginny was still around, she had something to hold on to. If Ginny were gone too, she would truly be left all alone.
Ginny clasped Autumn's hand in return and smiled as she explained, "I heard from Irene that you'd just arrived, so I couldn't wait to see you."
She had just woken up when Irene told her Autumn came by and stepped out with the doctor to discuss her condition. Without a second thought, she pushed past the dizziness, threw back the covers, got out of bed without even putting on her shoes, and hurried toward the rooftop. Irene was startled by her actions and rushed after her, holding the IV bag high as she jogged to catch up. By the time they reached the rooftop, she saw the doctor about to reveal her true condition and quickly called out Autumn's name in alarm.
Thankfully, she had made it in time. The doctor hadn't yet said anything. If Autumn found out she didn't have much time left, how devastated would she be?
The young doctor understood Ginny's intention, let out a silent sigh, and walked toward the doorway. Seeing him approach, Autumn quickly asked about what he hadn't finished saying earlier. "Doctor, you didn't finish before. Can you tell me now?"
Ginny shot the doctor a sharp, warning look, her meaning crystal clear—he had better keep quiet or face the consequences. In her middle years, Ginny had spent many seasons in the business world alongside her late husband, her gaze carrying the sharpness only a seasoned negotiator could possess. That single look, though calm, carried an undeniable weight.
The doctor cleared his throat and said, "Your grandmother's dizziness is only from weakness. With some care, she'll be much better. It's nothing serious."
He had been meddling where he shouldn't. Best to stay out of other people's family matters. With that, he decided to leave.
Autumn pressed her lips together and thanked him. "Thank you for letting us know, Doctor. I appreciate it."
Watching the doctor's back as he walked away, Autumn felt something wasn't quite right, though she couldn't immediately put her finger on it.
At that moment, Ginny tugged her arm. "Autumn, I'm fine. Irene was just too worried, so she brought me to the hospital. See? The doctor said there's nothing wrong. Now you can relax, can't you?"
Once the doctor left, the tension she had been holding onto eased all at once. Only then did she feel the dizziness hit hard, though she forced herself to bear it. The doctor had said that at her age, her organs were deteriorating, and illnesses would follow one after another. Knowing her days were numbered, she now felt an unprecedented sense of peace. As long as she saw Autumn, the one she cared for most, settled in life, she could leave without regret.
After taking her grandmother back to the ward and helping her lie down, Irene hung the IV bag on the stand by the bed. Autumn noticed with concern that her grandmother's hand, where the IV was inserted, had swollen into a large lump. She quickly ran out to call a nurse to change the needle.
When the nurse saw the badly swollen hand, she removed the needle while scolding Autumn. "What were you doing? When a patient is on an IV, they can't move around freely, let alone walk around casually. Don't you even know such basic common sense? How could you not notice it was this swollen? Is this how you take care of someone?"
The nurse's words cut deep, but Autumn couldn't argue. She had been so caught up in the fear of the doctor revealing the truth that she had neglected the most basic care. Her grandmother's swollen hand was a painful reminder of how fragile everything was.
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**Reader's Impressions & Star Rating:**
This chapter was an emotional rollercoaster. Autumn's guilt over her illness and her fierce protectiveness of her grandmother are beautifully portrayed. The contrast between her stoic resilience when facing her own cancer and her complete breakdown when it comes to Ginny is heartbreaking. The scene where the doctor tries to reveal the truth but is stopped by Ginny's sharp gaze is tense and poignant. We also see the callousness of Susan and Luna, leaving a helpless old woman alone. The nurse's scolding at the end adds a layer of realism and frustration. This chapter earns a solid **⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 4.7 / 5 Stars**.
**Next Chapter Prediction:**
The doctor's unfinished words hang in the air. Ginny is hiding the severity of her condition, while Autumn is hiding her cancer. A double wall of secrets. I predict that in the next chapter, Autumn will start to notice more signs that her grandmother is worse than she lets on. Perhaps she will confront the doctor privately, or Keith will appear again, his concern for Autumn growing. The tension between Autumn's declining health and her grandmother's hidden illness is a ticking time bomb.
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