Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 910: Can you... erase her from my mind?

Meanwhile...

Not making it to the fan club reunion wasn't in Cassandra's plan. She wanted to go simply because she longed to see some old friends she hadn't seen in a while. Although she could always meet up with them, it was difficult to coordinate schedules when everyone was available.

But alas... something came up.

What came up was something Cassandra, or rather, no one else, expected.

Seated in the chair beside the bed in a private ward half an hour away from the Summit School of Excellence, Cassandra stared at the man lying on the bed.

"Finn," she called quietly, watching his eyelashes flutter weakly, slowly opening. "Why are you doing this to me?"

Finn still had an oxygen mask covering his nose and mouth. He blinked weakly, turning his head in her direction. It wasn't that he hadn't regained consciousness, but he was resting a bit, as no words had been exchanged between them.

Ever since Cassandra was called to this place, told about Finn's condition and current situation, she hadn't thought twice about rushing to his side. Yet, even after hearing the doctor's reminders and "good news," nothing had been said between Finn and Cassandra.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that for over an hour, they hadn't spoken. She hadn't spoken.

you anymore," Cassandra breathed out. "I don't even know if I should say that. We've never been engaged in our hearts or souls. However, in

she's been taking care of you. What do you think she would think or even feel if she learns that the first person you called, the first

aware of that —not that she was proud of it, but she had long accepted her flaws.

his hand. "Dear, this is not how it's supposed to be. I know Nina broke off your engagement, but that

suddenly roll down his temple. Cassandra pursed her lips, telling herself that this wasn't the time to

hurting her isn't your intention," she whispered, her voice gentle now. "But you should've called her here

wry smile formed on her face as she looked into Finn's shaky, teary

like this. If Finn didn't love Nina, he wouldn't look so scared right now. And if

I'm not sure if I should be the one making this call instead of you or anyone

Cassandra retrieved

as she did, she stopped when he suddenly grabbed her hand. His grip was still weak, considering he had just woken up from a coma, but she could tell he was trying to hold her with

out. Instead, she watched Finn slowly remove his

coarse and low, his eyes

mind. But seeing the look in his eyes made her

And he knew that.

now. Even though all he needed was to see her, hold her, look at her,

The reason was complicated.

breath and forced the