His Eagle Eyes on Me

The winner will be decided by who caves in first.

"Layla, you don't know my condition well enough." Eric could understand how she felt, but he could not allow her to waste her time on him. "I can die at any moment."

"I'm not forcing you to marry me right now," she blurted out. "Rest for half a year, and if everything goes well, you will feel much better. If you are fine by then, I will get my parents to plan our wedding. I don't care when you die. So long as you are alive before the wedding, I am marrying you."

He lowered his head and did not argue, because there was nothing he could do to change Layla's mind unless he dropped dead at this very moment.

"Are you really that appalled by the idea of marrying me?" She sat down by the bed and stared at him. "If you are dying, why won't you want to enjoy what time you have left? Why won't you want to make me happy? Do you want to see me upset?"

He looked up in shock. Upsetting Layla had never been his intent.

"If that's not the case, why won't you listen to me? No matter how long you have left, I want to spend it with you," she said and decided to end the topic. "Where are the gifts from Ivy and Robert? I want to see them."

"They don't want you to see them." Eric had placed them in his desk drawer.

Layla ignored him.

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worried that it would be inappropriate for Layla to see the gifts and stood from the

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lie down for a while?" she asked. "You need more

the gifts on the desk and tried to continue