Kieran knew what he was doing. But why? Why did he say she was his fiancée?


    L wanted to ask but didn''t know how. Suddenly, the image of him drunkenly holding her and kissing her shed through her mind.


    She wondered momentarily, "Could it be that Uncle Kieran likes me?"


    No, it couldn''t be! She quickly dismissed the thought.


    What he was doing was just helping her. Saying they were engaged was a good


    way to handle things. No one would believe she would give up Kieran for someone like Fletcher.


    But if this continued, what would happen if he met someone he truly liked?


    L followed Kieran into the house. The once peaceful andfortable environment now felt strangely awkward.


    "Uncle Kieran..." She wanted to add, "Let''s talk," but she couldn''t find the words when she met his questioning gaze.


    "Your head wound is bleeding again. Let me get some medicine and rewrap it," Kieran said, turning to get the first aid kit. He sat beside L and moved carefully, his focus intense as he unwrapped the bandage.


    She studied his expression but couldn''t detect anything unusual. Then, she pursed her lip and spoke softly. "Uncle Kieran, you shouldn''t have said I''m your fiancée. It will affect youter..."


    "It won''t affect anything," he replied in a soft, soothing voice that was like a melody which was easy to get lost in.


    "Uncle Kieran, let''s wait a while. Announcing my identity now isn''t appropriate. We should cancel the engagement-it''ll minimize the impact."


    Kieran didn''t respond. He simply lowered his head and carefully applied the medicine, rewrapping the bandage with neat, precise movements, tying a perfect bow that looked like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.


    Before she could say anything else, he tightened the medicine bottle and said, "I''m not using you to protect myself."


    "But this is-"


    Before she could finish, he interrupted her, "Getting engaged, then married, is also an option, isn''t it?"


    L''s eyes widened in shock. She could hardly believe what she had just heard. But Kieran looked serious, showing no sign of joking.


    "We... We can''t."


    "How could we get engaged and married? How would I face the elders of the Morgan family?" she thought.


    Kieran seemingly understood her thoughts and said, "Before I came to see you, I had already informed my family of my ns."


    "L, you''re a part of the Morgan


    family. Whatever your identity is et


    won''t change. Marrying you is something my family agrees with and is happy about.


    "If you don''t want to marry me, that''s fine, too. I''ll issue a statement to the media


    to ensure you''re not affected in any way."


    L muttered, "It''s not that I don''t want to marry... It''s just that we—"


    She thought, "The Morgan family has been so kind to me. How can I keep


    dying your happiness?"


    She lowered her gaze, feeling guilty and remorseful. She had failed the Morgan family.


    Hisrge hand gently rested on her head. "Don''t worry. I''ll take care of everything."


    Before L could respond, the door to Evergreen Heights opened, and Nicole helped Amelie inside.


    "L, my sweet granddaughter, I didn''t know you''d been through so much outside," Amelie said,


    Dovelbet


    embracing L. A teamet


    her


    eye.


    Nicole averted her gaze, her eyes red, clearly having cried beforeing.


    "Mom, it''ll be L''s birthday in a few days. We would just have a family dinner in the past, but this year, I thought we could make it a big


    celebration. We should supporel


    and, simultaneously, take the opportunity to talk about the engagement Kieran mentioned today."