Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2899

Here is your revised and polished translation, carefully adapted for American readers while remaining faithful to the original’s emotional tone, character relationships, and cultural nuances:

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“Grandpa’s only happy if you’re happy!” Old Mr. Quintin said warmly. “Nothing matters more than your happiness!”

A sudden wave of emotion welled up in Sylvia’s chest, tightening her throat and making her voice a little hoarse. “Thank you, Grandpa.”

“So don’t overthink things. You’ve just come home—let’s enjoy being together as a family for now. Everything else can wait. And if Gab ever dares to give you trouble, Grandpa will stand up for you. I may be getting old, but I can still protect you!” Old Mr. Quintin declared with conviction. “If anyone bullies my granddaughter, I’ll march right over to their house myself.”

Sylvia suddenly remembered how, during the holidays, Gabriel had been scolded by Old Mr. Jarvis with a feather duster. The thought of her grandfather showing up at the Jarvis family’s front door on her behalf was so funny, she couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes shining with real joy.

Georgia came up the stone path, her gaze soft and content as she watched the cheerful exchange between grandfather and granddaughter. A deep, wordless warmth filled her heart.

After so many years, the knots in her heart finally unraveled completely in this gentle evening.

This really was perfect.

Inside the living room, Old Mr. Jarvis was on the phone with Gabriel. “Still busy? Come over for dinner tonight.”

Gabriel’s voice was steady. “I have something I need to take care of. I won’t be able to make it.”

“What could possibly keep you so busy that no one’s seen you all day?” Mr. Jarvis pressed. “If there’s a misunderstanding between you and Sylvia, just talk it out. What’s the point of avoiding everyone?”

Gabriel remained calm. “I’m not avoiding anyone. I really am busy.”

Old Mr. Jarvis huffed in annoyance. “Not even listening to me, huh? Fine, if you don’t come, I’ll head back to C City myself tonight!”

“Grandpa!” For the first time, Gabriel’s voice wavered. “Please—don’t make a fuss.”

“Who’s making a fuss, me or you?”

Gabriel was silent for a moment. “I’ll come over now.”

“Then hurry up!”

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