On the bed, Bentley bit his pale lips even harder. 

"From that moment on, I no longer hate you like that. Because I know, not only does my grandfather love me, but it turns out my brother also protects me." 


 Bentley heard this, and his shoulders shook slightly. She didn't know what he was thinking. In his sad eyes, there was another emotion. He lowered his head, almost burying his head in his chest. 

"We were very good before," Ashley said to the person who was bowing his head in front of her, there was a sentence, stuck in her throat, her eyes gradually reddened, then choked and asked: "Why are we like this now?" 

Bentley hugged the bed sheet below him tightly, his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of his chest. 


It was strange, he hadn't eaten anything, why was his mouth so sour, he looked at the bed sheet blankly, his eyes were a little hazy. 

"Where did the brother who said that others weren't allowed to bully me go? 


The brother I've always regarded as my guardian angel, why do we change the older we get?" 

 Ashley's eyes were red, asking, although she had experienced many unhappy things, but her eyes were not red, although she had just been deceived by Milan, she could still maintain her original calm appearance. Ashley also felt strange, she didn't care anymore, she was an expert in controlling her emotions, and she had been indifferent for a long time, why were her eyes red? 

"Grandpa gave you everything." After a long while, Bentley replied in a weak voice. Ashley stared into his eyes, looking for a long, long time... was it for money?

For power?

For fame and wealth?

'I envy you too." Bentley's mind suddenly went blank as his eyes were filled with emotions that he couldn't accept, and finally, he expressed the feelings that he hadn't said for decades: 'You said, my parents always loved and cared for me more, but every time I saw grandpa kindly instructing you, it was clear that I was the eldest son of Patterson's house, but in grandpa's mind, there was only you, not me. 

I was joking around, but Grandpa didn't stop me, you played for a while, and Grandpa immediately reminded you sincerely. So I joked around even more, I wanted Grandpa to care about me too. 

I don't understand, why grandpa treats you so well, but doesn't pay attention to me. When I grew up, I paid more attention to grandpa's care and education for you, grandpa didn't wholeheartedly instruct me like that. 

 The older I get, the more jealous I become, but you don't know this at all." 

Ashley's eyes were a little surprised, this was the first time she quietly put aside all prejudices, attentively listening to Bentley's long-buried thoughts. 

When Bentley finished speaking, Ashley's face revealed a hint of sarcasm: "You're wrong. 

Grandpa didn't give me everything. 

When Grandpa was alive, he sternly reminded me many times, Patterson's house, belonged to Bentley. 

When Grandpa gave me his only love, he once said, no matter what I do, no matter how old I am, I am just a lowly person in this city. If I fail, I will only have a part of the dowry. Patterson's house, will not belong to me.  This is what Grandpa said."

Bentley couldn't believe what he heard.

He suddenly raised his head, looked to the side of the bed, and saw that familiar face, a little pale and weak like him, in his daze, he saw Ashley at the age of 18, still in the prime of her youth, a beautiful face, full of confidence when she saw that it was his sister.

"You... have known Grandpa's wishes for a long time?" Bentley's chin trembled slightly: "Then why do you still care about Grandpa, even though Grandpa has passed away, still for Grandpa, come back here from City A?"

Ashley smiled, there was a rare gentleness in her eyes, looking intently at Bentley: "For me, there is only grandpa. I know, that to get Grandpa's love and care, there will be a price to pay, however, I am still happy about it. When Grandpa passed away, I was able to know the truth, but I still deceived myself." There was a glint in her eyes that Bentley didn't understand, extremely complicated: "Compared to never receiving care from anyone before, I want to deceive myself even more."

Bentley's pupils contracted. At this moment, after seventeen years of separation, he felt an indescribable heartache, because the little sister before him had once been a thorn in his eyes.

Ashley didn't speak, the brother she thought would protect her, had forgotten his promise to her, only jealous of her, and because of jealousy, he deliberately ignored her... Bentley squinted his eyes.

The scar on his shoulder, burning hot, in the past ten years, he had treated this scar like other scars from the war, just a wound.

Now, it hurt much more than when he was stabbed with a knife.

Ashley stared at the hospital bed, Bentley's cheeks were sunken, his eyes were closed, and he frowned in pain, looking at her for half a minute, she slowly took out her phone from her pocket, when she opened the phone, suddenly a series of missed calls appeared, there were also many messages.

She only needed to glance - it was that person.

She indifferently glanced at the screen, pressed on the contact list, that phone number, she had memorized it she didn't need to open the contact list.

Her thumb gently pressed the number, two rings rang, and the voice of the other party rang out: 'Hello."

'I want to ask, my brother's bone marrow transplant, is the rate of finding a suitable person very low?"

The other party was silent for a moment, then mechanically said: 'His bone marrow transplant, we are still trying our best, we believe that, as long as we don't give up, even at the last minute, there is still a chance to turn things around. You care about your brother so much, believe that a miracle will happen."

Ashley lowered her head, believing in a miracle. How is that different from having no hope?

'I called today, just to officially inform you, there is no need to continue searching. We have found it."

'Found it? Impossible, we are the largest and most prestigious hospital, all the official channels, if we can find it, we will not let it go."