A Perfect Lie Hides Behind My Billionaire Marriage (reese and hudson)

Luther finally let out a long-awaited sigh of relief, his voice carrying a mix of gratitude and exhaustion: "Thank you, doctor."

Mariel's gaze shifted toward him, a hint of determination in her eyes: "While you navigate the hospitalization procedures, I'll stay here with her."

Luther gave a subtle nod.

Reese's time in a comatose state turned out to be relatively brief; she emerged from her unconsciousness shortly after being brought out of the emergency room. Her eyes blinked open, only to find Mariel perched beside her hospital bed, engrossed in her mobile phone.

The discomfort from the wounds on her body prompted a soft, involuntary hiss from Reese's lips: "Miss Chase."

Mariel swiftly abandoned her phone, concern evident in her expression as she looked at Reese: "Are you awake? How are you feeling? Any pain or discomfort?"

Reese noticed her nervous tone, she shook her head slightly: "It's bearable. Why are you here?"

Rolling her eyes playfully, Mariel retorted: "Well, when I was driving, I happened upon quite the dramatic car accident scene. You were being cradled by some guy, and I swear I almost had a heart attack. Both he and I rushed you to the hospital immediately. Thankfully, you're okay. Otherwise, I'd be carrying a massive load of guilt right now."

Reese's smile persisted, though she remained silent, feeling a trace of weariness settle in.

a mischievous yet concerned tone, Mariel raised an eyebrow and continued: "Oh, by the way, what's the story behind that handsome hunk who

surprised glance from Reese met Mariel's inquiry: "You

fired back with a question of her own: "Should I know

Luther Van Eimeren had maintained a low profile during his academic years, and his identity remained unknown to many. Moreover, his frequent travels abroad over the past couple of years had further limited

to elaborate further: "His name is Luther Van Eimeren, a senior from

careless manner

aback, before a warm smile graced her features: "I appreciate

pout: "Let's drop the formalities, shall

surprise and bemusement crossing her features: "Miss Chase, do you make

to darken: "What's this? You don't want

but let out a soft chuckle, her voice tinged with a teasing tone:

truth be told, Reese hadn't quite anticipated Mariel's candid approach; the

"So you are finding fault with me, then? Pray,

regarded Mariel's straightforward and earnest reaction, finding her approach both charming and cute: "You're overthinking things. It's not about disliking you; it's just that we don't really know each other that well yet. Rushing into a

her demeanor exuding a sense of unwavering confidence: "You're overcomplicating it. While it's true I don't know much about your background or the people in your circle, I do know your character, and that's reason enough for me. As for the rest, we'll take it one step at a time. You know what they say-birds

words: "I'm guessing your communication skills were fine-tuned by your gym teacher, were they not? You say things with such confidence that I dare not correct you, but I must