Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 296

In the Director’s office at Serenity Care Hospital, Dr. Brice pointed at the surveillance screen, saying, “He’s here.”

In the frame, Kyle was holding Sansa’s hand, sitting by her bedside.

Kyle was dressed in a crisp white suit with a blue-striped tie today. The blue-striped tie matched the blanket that Sansa was covered with. At the foot of Sansa’s bed, there was a bouquet of red roses, the most vibrant color in the entire ward. It seemed to light up the blue and white tones of the room, breathing life into it.

Sansa lay there quietly, her cheeks hollowed by extreme thinness, a stark contrast to the lively woman from his memory.

He gently stroked her fallen cheeks with his hand, the pain in his heart was as if it was being carved by a knife.

After what seemed like an eternity, he finally managed to utter a sentence.

“I’m sorry, Sansa, I’m sorry, I came too late.” Tears rolled down his cheeks, landing on her pale face, yet she lay there still, like an inanimate doll.

Julie never thought that she would witness such a heart-wrenching scene. Kyle had only spoken one sentence, just one. But from his quivering back, Julie felt as if she could see the love they once shared.

He was always a gentleman, always considerate. He would pull out the chair for Sansa during meals, even test the water temperature before she drank.

Her mother always said that Kyle had spoiled Sansa, letting the usually independent and strong Sansa act like a child in front of him. Julie remembered the proposal, how it

had been.

He had bought her favorite red roses, knelt down on one knee, and looked up at her. It was winter, Julie was at Kieran’s house finishing her homework.

It was the first snowfall of the year, Julie had made plans for her and Kieran to spend the day together. The rumor was that a confession under the first snow would last forever. But tragically, she had spent the day working on her assignments.

When she stepped out of Kieran’s house, feeling disappointed, the snow had already covered the entire ground. In the evening, outside the villa lit with festive lights, Kyle was kneeling in the snow, holding Sansa’s favorite red roses, and a ring in his hand, he asked her, “Miss Sansa, would you like to be my silly girl for life?”

Even though it was a distant memory, that beautiful scene was etched in Julie’s mind. Until later, when Sansa and Kyle inexplicably broke up, she was watching Sansa cry her heart out all night, and then watching her pull herself together, saying she wanted to be a woman worthy of Kyle.

Sansa made herself strong and fearless, but Kyle seemed to have disappeared from the world. And now, the man she loved was sitting in front of her, but she didn’t even have the chance to say a word.

sawing at her heart, her eyes welled up with tears,

reached out and pulled Julie into his arms, letting her cry on his chest.

stands for Stefan and June – signifying both me and your favourite month. You said you loved June because you were born in June, and we met in June.

and Kieran was gently patting

the responsibilities and burdens I had, and came to you empty-handed

you wake up, I’ll take you to see the vast sky and sea. If you don’t, I’ll stay here with you until the end of time… Kyle thought so, leaning down and placing a devout kiss on Sansa’s forehead.

his laptop, and said

**

up, she found that

early. He said

she was unsure

“Shannon, just say what you want to

did someone bully you? If someone did, you must

elegant, always eager to raise her and Sansa well, hoping they

Shannon gently, sincerely thanking her, “Shannon, thank you. For staying with me unwaveringly back then, and for caring about me now.”

It was Young Master who asked me to stay with you. There’s not much I can do, but seeing how you two have

Julie responded, her voice

patted Julie on the shoulder

lunch meeting with Zenith that day. As she tidied up and made

Shannon

was a tough woman on the outside but had a soft heart. Frowning, she asked Shannon,

a touch of emotion, “Yeah, good people just…

Garden

nodded. “Yeah, the young master arranged

lightly, seemingly lost in memories. “I remember when Ivan was two or three, constantly crying and asking for his mom. I pitied him, so I let Bertha play the role. Bertha, instead of spending time with Phoebe, spent all her

pained manner, also reminiscing. “Yeah, she told him stories about when the young master and Madame were young. Ivan enjoyed them immensely. Bertha said she had done too many things to betray the Madame and feared she

Amanda said, frowning. “Both Lucian and Joyce are

took a deep breath before she descended, pretending not to have heard anything. She walked over

night?”