"That's great."

I felt grateful to Keith at this moment, never expecting him to be so thorough.

It was already a great stroke of luck that a professor of his stature would perform the surgery himself. But for him to also be so attentive to the heart donor was beyond my expectations.

I knew that it was because of Lisa.

"Do they know when the new heart will arrive?" I asked again.

Brandon lowered his gaze. "I'm not sure."

I glanced at the clean yet chilly hospital corridor. "So, what does Mr. Marrow suggest? Should she stay in the hospital and wait, or go home to rest?"

"I'll let her go home and rest. Ellie had hardly ever left her village due to her health and had never been to Hilcord. I want to take her around." Brandon shared his thoughts.

I agreed. The fact that Ellie had never tried coffee or milkshakes before spoke to how alien the outside world was to her. She might have read about it in books, but she had never actually experienced it. ""Alright." I supported his idea.

you continue to keep her company, you won't be able to go to the office." Brandon didn't respond, so

reply. His nervousness must be about

him. But I couldn't understand why he was pretending to be poor in this

there some hidden

he not trust

pretend to be poor?" My question was

gaze sharpened, yet

it's usually because they don't trust the person. Especially when men pretend to be poor, they want to test whether the woman they like

heard his

all have our reasons for what we do. If someone's keeping secrets, it's likely for

wave of derision washed over me. "What a splendid reason

it's more about

slightly. I had said this much, yet he still refused to reveal his identity. There was no point

"Mae..."

was holding into his hand. Then, I pulled the keys out of my pocket and dangled them in front of him and said, "I need to return her keys." Brandon nodded in response. I walked away with steady,

pretty upset that Brandon

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