He looked at the innocent handwriting in tears and looked at the oath. He said that protecting his sister made him happy, he said he would protect his sister for the rest of his life. But then, he didn't know where he threw this diary.

"My sister only has one kidney, she can't give me a bone marrow transplant."


Bentley said: "You take me, I won't force my sister to give me a bone marrow transplant anymore."

The nurse looked at the man in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes. Seeing this, she felt pity in her heart, and was about to say something when a cold voice rang out from behind her, "Luckily you still remember Ashley, you still remember she is your sister."

Bentley heard the familiar voice, suddenly he felt surprised, and raised his head to look: 'Milan…"


The cold man stood three meters away, he said indifferently: 'Where is your ward?"

He subconsciously wanted to answer, but suddenly thought of the person who was about to risk his life to transplant bone marrow for him: 'Milan, you came at the right time. Ashley wants to transplant bone marrow for me, you quickly take her out."


Mrs. Ezra heard everything.

At first, she didn't understand, but then she also knew what was going on.

Feeling guilty, but seeing her son was sick, she reached out and grabbed Bentley's hand: 'The surgery is about to happen, son, don't think about anything else, follow me to the ward."

'No, I want to go find Ashley."

'Go to the ward, I have something to tell you." The man standing beside him spoke coldly, seeing that Bentley didn't want to leave, he coldly opened his mouth to remind him: "I won't let Ashley be in danger."

Bentley seemed to have come to his senses. That's right, Milan wouldn't let Ashley be in danger in the ward.

Milan found a chair to sit down, and Bentley was sitting on the bed opposite.

"She lied to me, to give you a bone marrow transplant." He broke the silence with the first sentence.

Bentley's face turned pale, he felt desperate: "I'll go find Ashley. I won't force Ashley to give me a bone marrow transplant." After he finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"I'll personally pick her up and take her home."

The second sentence made Bentley pause. "So the person who gave me a bone marrow transplant..." He didn't understand.

"Your younger brother."

"The story about your younger brother was fake at first. I already knew about it, but Ashley didn't care about this younger brother at that time, so I just closed my eyes and watched indifferently."

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For three consecutive days, that person didn't take a single step out of the house.

Nathan and Jimmy were like guards, one on each side, standing guard on the left and right, their faces expressionless.

The original house was almost destroyed, and she once again entered the Elise family villa.

In the vast garden, there was no chirping of birds or the faint scent of flowers. The housekeeper in the villa was very dedicated to her work, it seemed like everything was arranged properly.

Except for Nathan and Jimmy, she did not say a word to anyone else.

The housekeeper, when meeting her, would usually be very respectful and polite to her.

Her ears seemed to be for decoration, her mouth also became a decoration.

Of the servants in the house, some looked very familiar but some were strangers. But no matter who they were, when meeting her, they would usually bow to her respectfully, then leave.

Only when she was in the garden, she did not mind.

But this season, the trees were withered, and no longer had any color.

The frozen branches still had a bit of green.

In addition, there was no one to talk to... Not to mention animals.

At this moment, she thought of what the other person had said, when he was lonely, he would talk to the fish in the pond.

But that was just a lie.

Another week passed.

In the large courtyard, there was still only her figure.

That man, for half a month, had not appeared before her. Occasionally, Reuben would return home, just take a few sets of clothes, and then hurriedly leave.

The confused look on Nathan and Jimmy's faces gradually became more serious.

She didn't understand why these two people were like this.

On a winter day, the black iron gate of Elise's house opened, she stood on the second floor looking into the distance, and she saw the familiar Bentley driving in.

He... Finally returned.

Withdrawing her gaze, she didn't know how to face this man.

Time passed little by little, and the butler standing outside the door respectfully invited her downstairs.

She wanted to say, couldn't she see that person?

But the butler had already turned around and left.

After a while of hesitation, she finally decided to go downstairs.

She smiled secretly in her heart. She didn't know when she learned that a smart man knows when to come.

She laughed at herself, and then that smile appeared on her face.

At the stairs, a tall figure was standing there.

It was that man. That person stood there, slightly tilted, silently looking at her.

At this moment, a strange feeling appeared.

That man was like a still painting, he stood still in the painting, and the person in the painting stood still looking at her.

Reuben still stood respectfully behind that man, like a bodyguard from afar. That man looked at her for a while, then raised his hand and called her: "Come here."

The low voice belonged to that man, but it carried a bit of warmth.

She was silent for a moment, she knew she couldn't escape. Lift her foot.

For a decade, she thought that man had a hot temper, not patient enough to urge her. But everything was beyond her expectations, he stood still on the stairs watching her walk towards him like a snail. At this moment, she suddenly felt, like, that person had waited for her for a decade, a very, very long time.

As soon as she thought of this, she immediately dismissed it. How naive. Moreover, she didn't know how to face him. She didn't know how long ten years lasted. But when she walked in front of him, her legs were already swollen, and she stood silently in front of him. She didn't dare to raise her head to look, but she could still feel his gaze piercing through the top of her head.