Chapter 12 "Once we're at the police station, we won't be able to leave anytime soon. Let's get out of here first." I knew that, but… "We're out of options. The next available flight is tonight." What if all this mess made me miss Grandma's final moments? I couldn't bear the thought. In a daze, I followed Hank, and before I knew it, he swept me up into his arms. Hank held me firmly in his arms. I didn't know where he was taking me. But in that warm embrace, I could no longer hold back. I buried myself in it and finally let the tears fall. In a soothing voice, Hank whispered, "Go ahead and cry. I've got you, Flora. You've been through so much. Don't worry. I'm here for you." It wasn't until we arrived at the top floor that I slowly came to my senses. "What's the point of coming here? I should go check if I can get a connecting flight." Hank held his position, gazing down at me with unimaginable tenderness. "Don't move. Look up." The deafening roar of helicopter blades filled the air above me, whipping my hair wildly. Just in case, I filed the helicopter's flight plan while we were still airborne." With a proud little grin, he asked, "So? Am I being a little useful for once?" How could he say "a little useful"? The wealthy Scott family heir now looked like a little dog wagging its tail, desperately seeking praise. Come on, let's go see Grandma." That night, the doctor told us Grandma's condition had taken a critical turn. If she didn't wake up within 24 hours, then… It was the longest, most terrifying night of my life. I stayed by her bedside all night. Fortunately, a miracle did happen. But after Grandma woke up, it was clear her memory wasn't what it used to be. Grandma actually mistook Hank for Ryan. Grandma held our hands. She said lovingly, "After you're married, give me a great-grandchild soon, won't you, Flora?" I blushed furiously, but Hank couldn't resist teasing me. He imitated Grandma and cooed, "Won't you, Flora?" I smacked his grinning face without hesitation. He pouted like a scolded child, "So, when are we going to have a baby?" 13 days before the wedding, with Grandma's condition stable, I decided to head back and wrap up things at the company. I didn't expect to find Ryan at home. The living room was dimly lit by a single lamp, leaving his expression unreadable. I bent down to change my shoes. Without looking up, I asked calmly, "What brings you back?" "Grandma was transferred to another hospital? Why didn't you tell me?" I paused for a moment, then continued hanging up my clothes. In a sudden burst of fury, Ryan sent everything on the table flying. I'm asking you. Where have you been with Hank these two days? What were you doing? And why haven't you answered any of my calls?" I turned and met his gaze with calm composure. "I did tell you." Seeing his confusion, I calmly explained. Five months ago, when I wanted to transfer Grandma to a private hospital, you claimed you were tied up with a difficult client and told me to handle it myself." But in reality, it was Sia who had angered the shareholders, and you were busy covering for her. Three months ago, Grandma wanted to see you, but you were on a business trip abroad." In truth, he was overseas, throwing Sia an extravagant birthday celebration. Ryan seemed to recall it all now. His furious expression melted into guilt. And what struck me was how he'd risk everything for her, spend a fortune on her, and hurt me without a shred of remorse "One and a half months ago, I sent you a zip file with all the wedding details. My Grandma's address was in there too." But clearly, the link expired, and you never even opened it. "Flora, I…" "It's fine, Ryan." I sidestepped him with a faint smile. "I'm really exhausted today. Let's get some rest, okay?" He followed step for step as I entered the bedroom, but I blocked him at the doorway again. With a detached smile, I said, "I know you've been busy lately, and so have I. To get better rest, let's sleep in separate rooms before the wedding." Ryan looked lost and a little helpless. "But I don't want us to sleep apart." My expression turned frosty at his immaturity. Ryan hung his head, utterly defeated. Chapter 12 "Flora, I waited at home all this time while you were with Hank. Now you want separate bedrooms? What am I supposed to think? "Why? You used to can't stand him. What made you change your tune?" "Ryan, stop being so paranoid. Look how aggressive you're being. "While you were away on business, Hank helped me through the company crisis and took me to see Grandma. Do you expect me to be ungrateful?" Ryan, you needed to realize it was your own hands that created the opportunity, pushing me straight into Hank's arms. Time seemed to freeze. After what felt like an eternity, he finally asked, "Flora, we're still getting married, right?" It was the same question, but now the asker had changed. I smiled lightly and said, "What's gotten into your head now?" I never gave him the answer he wanted. "Alright, didn't you say you couldn't wrap up work before the wedding? Go rest now. You'll be busy again tomorrow." "Flora, if you'd rather I didn't go, I'll stay." I half-joked, "Why wouldn't I want you to go? It's just work. It's not like I'm sending you off to cheat on me." Ryan's face went pale, and he clumsily hugged me tightly. "No, Flora, I swear I didn't cheat on you. I was just working, that's all." He practically shouted it, in a desperate attempt to reassure himself. I nodded, dismissing him once more. Watching him walk away, shoulders slumped in defeat, I suddenly called out to him. My eyes met his despondent gaze, and I said softly, "If you're not too busy, could you check our wedding arrangements one more time?" 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