A few moments earlier, Nathan stared at the old building in front of him. Was this where Haisley lived? Was this place better than Nathan's own home? He snorted and entered the building. The elevator was moving slowly, and Nathan felt impatient. Eventually, he chose to run up the stairs to the floor where Haisley's room was located.He paced back and forth for a moment, torn between barging in forcefully or politely knocking on her door. Eventually, in his remaining patience, Nathan's hand lifted, and he knocked on the door roughly.Haisley opened the door. Her face was flushed, and her hair was disheveled. Nathan's mind instantly turned negative. He ignored her surprised question, walked in, and immediately saw the messy bed.His suspicion was correct. His brother had engaged in inappropriate behavior with Haisley, the girl they were supposed to protect. Instantly, anger surged within him. Rage clouded his mind. Nathan forcefully opened the bathroom door, causing it to slam loudly ag
Nathan then stood up and left her alone. Haisley's chest hurt seeing his treatment of her."Why? Can't you be gentle? Just like how gentle you are with Crystal? Or now with Loretta?" Haisley wondered in her heart. She wiped her tears.Nathan returned with a female doctor behind him."Are you feeling better?" the doctor asked gently. Haisley nodded. "No more pain in your stomach? Or head?" Haisley shook her head. The doctor smiled. "I've prescribed medication for you. If the pain persists after the medication is finished, come back here for further examination, okay?" Haisley simply nodded.She just wanted to go home and sleep in her own bed. She didn't want to see Nathan's angry gaze again.A nurse removed the IV from her hand, and then they left. Nathan grabbed something from the bedside drawer. It turned out to be the prescription the doctor mentioned. He handed it to Haisley.They left the ER together. That's when Haisley felt confused. She didn't have her phone, let alone her wall
When she woke up, her room smelled of food, awakening her appetite. She saw Dean wearing an apron, cooking something in her kitchen. And there was another figure sitting there casually. "Already awake, Snow White?" Gilbert teased with a smile."Did I sleep for long?" She asked, wiping something sticky off her forehead. A wet towel was now in her hand. She saw a basin of water beside the nightstand and finally realized someone had been compressing her."No rice, so I made this instead." Dean arrived with a tray of wheat porridge emitting an onion aroma. The smell made Haisley's stomach growl louder. She smiled, accepting the spoon Dean handed her and started eating.The textured wheat and minced chicken instantly increased her appetite."Drink your tea while it's hot." Gilbert also handed her a cup of lemon-scented tea. Haisley could only mumble a thank you to both men.Not long after the bowl and the tea were finished, Dean took the dirty bowl and cup to the kitchen. Meanwhile, Gilber
Haisley felt like a spoiled child. With Dean and Gilbert in her apartment, these two men truly treated her like a princess, and they were her guards. Gilbert didn't hesitate to wash Haisley's clothes, which had been neglected for two days because she was feeling unwell. Despite Haisley's protests, he insisted on doing it. However, behind that kindness, Gilbert mocked her when he found her underwear that he had washed."Look, Haisley's size is just this." Gilbert even demonstrated the use of his bra in front of Dean. When Haisley's face turned red with embarrassment, Gilbert just laughed."Maybe that's why Nathan rejected her?" teased Dean, his eyes glancing at Haisley. Haisley threw a pillow at him."H, how about getting breast implants? Many college girls do it." Gilbert teased her again."G, ew!" Haisley felt uncomfortable just thinking about it. Although she wasn't really embarrassed or lacking in confidence. "If I get breast implants, I might end up hunchbacked," she replied, givi
"If not what?" This question came from Gilbert, who had returned from upstairs. All four pairs of eyes looked at him simultaneously. Gilbert looked at Dean with a questioning expression. "What are you guys talking about?" he asked, curious. His large hands now gently pushed Haisley and Dean, who was still faithfully holding her, to step out of the lobby."It's not important, G," Haisley replied softly as Gilbert matched his steps with hers.However, Loretta reacted differently. In her steps, she turned her head back with an accusing gaze at Gilbert. "Why are you pretending to be Haisley's boyfriend when she already has Dean?" she pouted playfully. Gilbert looked back at Dean and Haisley.Dean murmured something to him, prompting Gilbert to respond. "You never asked," he said flatly. "And Haisley isn't someone who likes to show off." That was his brief answer.Loretta looked back again. "Since when?" she asked, more directed at Haisley and Dean. "Have you two been together for a long t
Nathan didn't comment at all. No nod, no shake of the head. Dean's fingers tightened around Haisley's. She raised her face and smiled. Although the smile didn't reach her eyes, it was enough for Dean to know that the heart of the girl he loved was now hurting. Gilbert, who had been silent all along, also reached out his hand. He placed his palm on the back of Haisley's hand, which was previously held by Loretta, and squeezed it gently. In his silence, he gave his support to Haisley. If the three of them were together at that moment, Haisley might have cried from the pain. But she tried to hold back her tears. There would be a time when she was alone and could let out all the remaining tears she had been trying to hold back. They had arrived at the Chinese restaurant Gilbert had mentioned. Haisley really wanted hotpot. Although Dean had initially forbidden her due to her unwell condition, he later allowed it. At least he hoped the food would cheer Haisley up. Haisley smiled bright
"What do you want?" Haisley asked, her remaining courage intact. "Are you really going to get engaged to Dean?" the man asked coldly. "That's none of your business, Nath," Haisley reminded him. "Are you planning to play my brother and cousin?" Nathan asked again. "What do you mean?" Haisley asked, confused. "You're flirting with Gilbert. You said you were with Gilbert on the yacht earlier, but now you're with Dean. Are you planning to hurt both of them to get back at me?" he asked again. Haisley snorted. "Does that bother you?" Haisley challenged. "No, right? So why should I fulfill your thoughts?" "You're cunning," Nathan sneered. Haisley looked up at him. Fortunately, the dark alley could hide her blushing face. "I'm just taking advantage, Nath." "Advantage of what? Fooling Dean for the rest of his life?" he challenged. "Pretending to love him when you really love me?" Haisley laughed hysterically. "You're really arrogant. Just because I love you doesn't mean I can't move
"How is she? Is she okay?" Gilbert asked again after the doctor finished stitching. "Physically, she is weak. Besides this wound and the pain you mentioned earlier, I think the patient is also in shock," the doctor answered. Both men nodded their heads. "She can go home and be treated at home once she regains consciousness. But my suggestion is, for one or two days, the patient should receive treatment here. At least if there's a medical team here monitoring her." Gilbert and Dean exchanged glances. Then they nodded together before looking back at the doctor. "Just let her be treated here, Doc," Gilbert finally concluded. The doctor nodded in agreement. "You can take care of that at the administration desk." He replied succinctly. Gilbert nodded. He then went to the administration area without being told twice. In less than twenty minutes, Haisley had been transferred to a VIP room. Her small body looked even more fragile when she was in pain. Her face was pale, and her eye bags