Chapter 30

Chapter 30 You're The One Whom I Will Marry

isabelle regained bot in thought, leading

by bark into the hospital room with a displeased expression Deep

down, she understood that we af han and Brenta weren't engaged, she had no chance to be with Ethan. The

if more she dwelled wit, the ment she felt Brenna should have been struggling after leaving the Berat family how had she managed to align herself with the prestigious Mitchell family?

Toubelle wid, "Mom, Brenne only has some knowledge of medicine, which happens to be useful for Mr. Mall's rowery That's the only reason the Mitchell family values her. I doubt they truly consider her a maths for than They're probably just being polite to her Once Mr. Mitchell recovers, Brenna will go back to being the same penniless woman from a small, insignificant town."

Ruby cast a knowing look at isabella Unlike her daughter, she saw the potential in Brenna's medical expertise and what it could mean for them.

She said, “Enough. We can't afford to completely alienate her right now. Let's see how things unfold before making any rash decisions"

Though reluctant, Isabella nodded in agreement

Inside the hospital elevator, Christopher trailed behind Brenna and Ethan like an eager shadow. He wanted to went about the Barrett family's shameless behavior to Brenna but hesitated with Ethan was present.

Ethan, too, had something on his mind. He wanted to invite Brenna to lunch, hoping to use the time to strengthen their relationship. But with Christopher nearby, he held back.

When the elevator doors slid open on the third floor, Christopher took the opportunity to excuse himself. "I've got patients to see I'll catch up with you later,” he said to Brenna

Brenna gave him a small, appreciative smile. "Alright, let's stay in touch," she said.

few more people stepped into the elevator, Ethan hesitated again.

invite

wasn't until they left the hospital building that Ethan finally spoke up. "Miss Harper, I sincerely apologize for everything that happened today I'd like to make it up to you with lunch. I've already made a reservation-

quietly, a faint smile playing on his lips. The more he looked at her, the more

seemed to him

job, and it was natural for people

mo

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orchestrated by the Mitchells.

that

medtage from Giselle, informing her that several clothing brands had

1 was paid for my work, and encountering challenges along the way

understandable. There's nothing for

said in a polite

Mitchell family had treated her. He felt a pang of guilt, believing their arrangements had been dissatisfying and had

to have lunch with me, I won't press the matter. But at least let

felt awkward to refuse such a considerate offer, especially from the wealthiest man in the world.

instruct his assistant to drive her home. Instead, he personally got

where to sit. Sitting in the back seat felt inappropriate when the world's richest man himself was driving. But sitting in the front-beside him-felt a bit awkward. In her mind, the front passenger

uncomfortable.

at her with expectant eyes. "Sit up front. My passenger seat

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