Chapter 517

The hospital room was dead silent for a whole minute.

Walter was the first to move. He gently helped Eden sit up, his voice tender and full of concern.

"Your forehead's bleeding, sweetheart. Why'd you have to be so reckless? Just look at Dylan's face."

Eden had rushed to Dylan's bedside on pure adrenaline, but now that everything was settling down, she finally looked at him.

But Dylan was still Dylan-sitting in his wheelchair, calm and unreadable, like nothing in the world could bother him.

Eden's heart clenched as she realized what she'd just done.

He'd told her once: as long as she behaved, he'd always protect her.

Had she just crossed a line?

She dropped her head, staring at her battered arms and legs. Tears welled in her eyes.

"Grandpa, I don't care. Please, you have to stand up for me!” Her voice cracked.

Walter helped her back onto the bed. Every inch of her body ached, but nothing hurt as much as her heart.

She loved Dylan-more than anyone. And now, things had gone so wrong.

cared more

Why did he

Are you really that scared to admit it? If your feelings are that cheap,

Aiden snapped, "Ms. Eden!"

were wild, her emotions spinning

No one ever knows what's going on with you, so of course you lost her to my brother. If you'd told Clara

to go quiet. She

She didn't dare

and patted her head, gentle

just focus on

YouT

"Grandpa, you'll stand up for me, right? Look at my hands, my legs-how am I supposed to get married like this? My life is

voice stayed warm

worry. Dylan cares about you most. You'll

for Dylan. If he didn't do something, the Ferguson family would-and Clara would be the

and not

Eden caught on. She smiled, loud and dramatic. "Thank you,

help sneaking a

just like she'd said,

leaving the room with just Eden, Dylan,

others. Eden lowered her lashes, bracing for Dylan to lose his temper. But all

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