This time, the meeting between both families went much smoother than expected.
Tara and Sandra prepared dinner together, and in just a short while, they were chatting like real sisters, even agreeing to take a walk in the garden afterward.
Ethan played chess with Harry, while Dawn stayed with Jessica.
Jessica pulled her into the room, looking mysterious.
"Dawn, Grandma already prepared your wedding gift a long time ago. Want to know what it is?"
Dawn never thought about getting a gift from Jessica, but she still smiled and asked, "What is it?"
"Of course, something good."
Jessica moved aside a painting on the wall, revealing a hidden compartment.
Inside was a large cabinet that looked like it carried decades of history.
Two boxes sat inside, perfectly placed.
It was too heavy for Grandma, so Dawn helped her move them out.
Clapping her hands, Jessica opened one of them and said, "You might not have seen these before, but I've been saving them for you for a long, long time. Even if you don't like them, they're yours."
With a snap, the wooden cabinet opened.
Dawn gasped when she saw what was inside.
Neatly stacked gold bars filled the box completely. She did not know how much it weighed, but it looked like a collection preserved since at least the World War II Era.
"Even though my birth family is gone now, back in my day, we were considered a distinguished, scholarly household. What a shame ... "
Times had shifted in the blink of an eye.
Thinking of the past, Jessica's gaze turned wistful.
It took Dawn a long while to snap out of it. She quickly shook her head. "Grandma, you've kept these for so long, I can't take them."
"Why not?"
Jessica disagreed immediately, shooting her a glare. "They were always meant for you. Otherwise, I would've sold them ages ago."
"But ... "
"No buts."
Jessica's voice was firm. "From the day you entered this family, I've treated you like my own granddaughter. No matter who you married, or whether you stayed with this family, I always planned this for you."
"Grandma ... "
Dawn was overwhelmed with emotion.
How could she deserve this kind of deep love?
"If you really want to repay me, then just have a little baby sooner. Let me hold my great-grandchild while I'm still around. Then my life would be complete."
Her eyes shimmered slightly as she closed the box. "Leave this here for now. When you head out, remember to take it with you. For now, Grandma has another question."
Ethan gave a humble nod. "I only studied it for a while when my mother forced me as a child. I barely know the game."
Harry nodded. "I can see Mrs. Jackson put a lot of effort into raising her children."
Ethan smiled, but did not comment.
"Dawn might look cheerful and lively, but she's actually very sensitive. I'll have to trouble you to take good care of her."
"You give me too much credit. With how busy I am, she's the one who's been more tolerant of me."
The last chess piece was placed on the board.
A draw.
Harry studied the board in front of him and sighed. "Impressive for someone so young. So, have you two set a date for the wedding?"
The sudden change of topic was his way of agreeing to the marriage.
Ethan kept calm and replied slowly, "Dawn and my mother discussed it—we're planning for Valentine's Day. But if you or your wife have other thoughts, we can adjust."
Harry quickly calculated in his head, then smiled. "That's a good day, but it's not far off. Will you have time to prepare?"
"My mother's been free lately. She'll handle all of it."
"Well, if you need help, just say the word. Sandra also has plenty of time. Joining you in Northville wouldn't be a problem."
And with that, the wedding was settled.

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