If at first she wasn't sure, now the old lady was certain that Finn Wilson liked her granddaughter, which was why he extended his affection to her.
Finn Wilson was caught, and he didn't hide it; he openly admitted it.
"Not to hide from you, Grandma, I do really like Viola, but Viola towards me..." He didn't finish the sentence, but the old lady understood.
"You're a good kid. Our Viola just broke up with your nephew and can't get over it for a while. Give her some time."
"Grandma, you don't oppose us?" Finn Wilson was delighted; all his efforts over these days had not been in vain.
"I may be traditional in my thinking, but I'm open-minded about relationships. Viola had a past with your nephew, but they are now separated and have nothing to do with each other. There's nothing wrong with you two being together, but Viola is stubborn and still hasn't come around, sigh..."
"It's okay, I'll wait for the day she comes around."
