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    Once she finished, she remained standing, pausing in a corner to collect herself.


    Herst shred of hope had been shattered, overwhelming herpletely.


    Stayingposed had be a struggle for her now.


    “The doctor mentioned I could be discharged if I stay inside and avoid going out. He’de by daily to check on me and draw blood,” Bryan said, pausing a few steps behind Eileen. He leaned against the wall. “What do you think?”


    His tone was light, but it barely masked the turmoil within his heart.


    “Why didn’t you bring this up sooner?” Eileen asked, taking a deep breath. She turned to face him, managing a strained smile. “It’s a hassle for me to visit the hospital every day. If you head home, Gabri can see you all the time.”


    “But my return… it might not really be for the best.”


    Bryan was uncertain whether reentering Eileen’s and Gabri’s lives now was the right choice. His health condition was still unknown. But he knew Eileen would be happier if he returned now.


    However, he also understood that this happiness would be temporary.


    “Bryan, let’s have a wedding.” Ignoring Bryan’s words, Eileen gently tugged at his hospital gown, her eyes downcast. “You owe me a wedding. Every woman dreams of marrying the love of her life. We don’t need arge crowd, but our families should be there.”


    Bryan tensed. After a few seconds of silence, he finally asked, “Are you sure?”


    “Yes, I’m sure. It’s not toote. You owe me this,” Eileen replied, meeting his gaze.


    She was right. They had been legally married for years, yet they had never had a wedding.


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    A wave of mixed emotions washed over Bryan. He pressed his lips together, hesitating, then muttered, “I need to step outside for a smoke.”


    Eileen watched him leave the room, noticing he didn’t have a cigarette in hand. He was gone for more than half an hour. When he returned, Eileen was surprised to smell the faint scent of smoke on him.


    “I just spoke with the doctor,” Bryan said, settling back onto the bed. “He said I can go home after today’s infusion. He’ll starting to my ce for treatment tomorrow.”


    He paused, his eyes meeting hers, and then asked, “Do you want to go home with me?”


    Eileen stared at him for a moment before responding, “You can go wherever you want. But don’t step into my house again unless you hold the wedding.”


    Bryan was left speechless. Her deration both amused him and caught him off guard. Meanwhile, Eileen, clearly frustrated, moved toward the sofa to grab her bag, preparing to leave.


    Without hesitation, Bryan reached out and encircled her slender waist to stop her.


    Eileen, aware that Bryan didn’t have much strength, didn’t push him away. Instead, she remained in his arms, her hands resting lightly against his chest.


    “We will have the wedding,” Bryan said softly. “But we need to discuss something first.”


    “Are you worried I’ll do something to you?” Eileen asked, her voice tinged with amusement.


    Bryan raised an eyebrow and replied seriously, “I am, indeed.”


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