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the Kieran walked over and immediately saw what she was doing. He reached out and gently ruffled her hair.
"I'll take care of this," he said.
Lila lifted her gaze to meet his. Her eyes were clear, her expression unwavering.
"Kieran, we're family. As husband and wife, we should face hardships together. I can't just enjoy all the good things you and the Morgans have givenand then turn a blind eye when trouble comes.
"If I did that, if I were that heartless, how could I ever face my parents? How could I live up to the way Aunt Nicole raised me?" Her voice was soft and steady, sweet like spring water.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Kieran, I chose you because I want to stand by your side. Whether it's good times or bad, as long as it's you, that's enough. And besides, I believe in you. I believe in the Morgans. This storm will pass." Kieran's heart skipped a beat.
When he finally spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse. "Lila." He whispered her name, tenderness woven into every syllable.
In his heart, he silently added the words he didn't say out loud, "I won't let you suffer. My Lila loves sweet things." Suddenly, Lila stood, wrapped her arms around his neck, and carefully avoided his injured arm. Then, in a rare show of dominance, she pushed him down onto the bed.
"Kieran, once your arm heals, and the company's troubles are settled... let's have a baby," she said.
Kieran's gaze darkened. His Adam's apple bobbed as heat surged through his veins. His entire body tensed, and blood roared under his skin, burning like fire.
He reached out, attempting to flip their positions.
"Don't move," Lila murmured, her eyes shimmering. "You're injured. It's not convenient for you." Before he could protest, she got up. "Besides, I need to check on Grandpa. I feel like something's off with him today." The warmth in his arms vanished, but his lips still held the ghost of a smile.
Lila helped him sit up. "You've been through a lot lately. Just wash up and get srest tonight. Everything else... can wait until tomorrow." "Alright." She pulled the blanket over him, waiting until he lay down. Then, after turning off the lights, she quietly left the room.
When she reached Frances's door, she knocked. Hearing voices from inside, she pushed the door open and stepped in.
Seeing Frances still fully dressed, sitting upright at his desk, the unease in Lila's heart grew stronger.
"Grandpa." She walked over, noticing a pen resting on the table.
"Lila, why aren't you asleep yet?" "I couldn't shake this feeling... so I wanted to cand talk to you." Frances chuckled and waved her over. Lila sat down beside him.
He took her hand and patted it gently, his expression warm. "Your grandma loved you the most, so` love you just as much. Just like her, I'm leaving my shares to you." Lila froze. She tightened her grip around his hand.
"I don't want them. I don't even know how to manage a company. I just want you to stay with me. When I have kids one day, you'll teach them how to write. Your handwriting is the most beautiful." "I'm too old for that now," Frances said with a soft laugh.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I can't keep your grandma waiting forever. She doesn't like going places alone." Lila's breath hitched. "But don't you want to stay with us a little longer?" "Of course, I do." Frances looked old and frail, but his eyes still twinkled with warmth.
"But it's late now. You should get ssleep. Didn't 't your grandman always say girls need their beauty rest?" He stood up and walked her to the door. "Go to bed. All these troubles will pass soon. Don't worry." Lila stopped at the threshold and asked softly, "Are you going to leave me?"
"Life comes with birth, old age, sickness, and death," he said, pausing for a moment before adding, "As long абуди as you think of me, I'll always be here beside you, in your heart. Now, go get srest." Lila nodded and watched as the door slowly closed.
She stood there for a moment before finally turning back to her room.
Kieran was already asleep. Lying down carefully at the edge of the bed, she found herself unable to do the same. The next morning, after washing up, she had barely stepped out of her room when the sharp crash of porcelain shattering rang through the house.
A split second later, Nicole's heart-wrenching scream echoed down the hall. "Dad!"
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