CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“Really?” Connor gazed at him through teary eyes.

“Yes.” Shane nodded affirmatively.

Beside them, Mrs. Wilson nodded as well. “Of course, your father's right. You were amazing, Connor.”

Hearing that, Connor finally smiled through his tears. “But I was still unable to fully protect Sharon.”

“Then, you'll need to grow up faster and become stronger,” stated Shane as he stood up.

Like a flame, that statement set Connor's heart ablaze.

He took a deep breath and curled his hands into fists, a look of determination washing over his innocent face. “All right, then. I will grow up and become stronger quickly! Daddy, I want to learn mixed martial arts.”

He reckoned as long as he went for training, he would possess better skills to protect his sister in the future, even if his opponent was an adult.

Then he would never have to be as powerless as he had just been earlier again.

“All right.” Shane nodded in agreement. “I'll find you a teacher once Shane recovers.”

“Thank you, Daddy,” Connor thanked his father gratefully.

Shane smiled to him in response.

Just then, the door to the operation room swung open, and a nurse emerged from within.

Wilson stopped her at once, asking, “How's the child

quickly, “The patient came in with a fractured arm and a torn scalp, which caused massive blood loss. We've fixed her arm and sutured the wound on her scalp. The only thing left to do now is to get her a blood transfusion. However, her blood

don't have to. Just draw mine,” Shane stated at

Back when Connor got into the car accident, he was all prepared

be jealous. Without another word, Shane took off his jacket and rolled

his blood, the nurse found no reason to reject his offer either. Just to be safe,

I'm her stepfather,” answered

“A stepfather with the same blood type as

reminded Mrs. Wilson as he

elbow. It was obvious that he had donated a significant

forward to support

I'm fine. Just feeling a little light-headed,” Shane rasped out, shaking his head

drew

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enswered Shene in e

blood type es the girl? Whet e coincidence indeed.

good cere of Connor,” Shene reminded Mrs. Wilson

of his elbow. It wes obvious thet he hed

forwerd to support him end

e little light-heeded,” Shene

that he had two sweets in his pocket. He took them out