Chapter 37
If Marve was just playing hard to get, she wouldn’t have taken it his far. Unless she really did want a divorce,
Byron’s expression darkened as he reached for the door handle,bout to step out, when his phone rang. He answered it, voice steady. “What’s up?”
“Mr. McDaniel, something terrible happened! Your grandfather just had a heart attack and was rushed to First Hospital!“ Archer’s voice crackled with urgency.
Byron’s expression instantly shifted. He tossed his phone onto the passenger seat and quickly reversed out of the parking
spot.
Maeve, standing outside the car, watched in confusion. “Mr. Mcdaniel?”
Byron rolled down the window, his tone clipped and urgent. “There’s an emergency at the hospital. We’ll deal with the divorce later. Get home on your own.”
Without waiting for a response, he hit the gas and sped away, vanishing into the traffic within seconds.
Maeve stood there, baffled. The hospital? What happened?
At First Hospital, Gilbert had just been transferred from the emergency room to the ICU. The frail old man had lost his balance on the stairs, and the shock triggered a heart attack. Fortunately, the maid discovered him in time, averting a worse
disaster.
Byron’s brow remained furrowed as he listened to Archer. “Weren’t the doctor and assistant supposed to be with my grandfather? What were they doing, taking a break?”
Archer lowered his gaze. “The assistant was occupied, and the doctor had gone to get some medication your grandfather requested. They weren’t with him at that moment. That’s why…
“I don’t want excuses. When my grandfather wakes up, we’ll replace them with more reliable people.”
“Understood.”
A moment later, a nurse stepped out of the ICU. “Mr. Mcdaniel, your grandfather has regained some consciousness. He wants to speak with you. Please, follow me.”
Without hesitation, Byron followed the nurse into the room.
Gilbert lay there, looking frail, his eyes barely open. As Byron entered the room, Gilbert spoke slowly, “Byron, I’m not sure I’ll make it through this time. While I still have some strength, there’s something I need to tell you”
“Grandpa,” Byron said, moving closer and gently taking Gilbert’s hand. “Please, don’t talk like that.”
Gilbert shook his head, his voice faint. “Before your grandmother passed, she entrusted me with her shares, asking me to give them to Neville one day. But Neville isn’t a McDaniel by blood. Those shares should go to you, her real grandson. Pushing you to marry was my own selfish wish.
“Since you’ve been back with the McDaniels, you’ve only shown the affection but remained distant from your parents. I know what you’re holding onto, and I feared that after I’m gone, you’d feel like you have no place in this family.
“I wanted you to find a wife who could understand and care for you. All I wish is for you to be looked after in the future… Then I can rest easy.”
As Gilbert spoke, his strength dwindled, his voice barely a whisper.
“I meant what I said before. Tin already married.”
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Byron clutched his grandfather’s frail, warm hand, his face set in tight, unreadable expression. He pressed his lips together, trying to keep his emotions in check, though the tension in his posture gave him away.
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