Brianna remained in the same position, staring at Brandon with a serious gaze. She didn't even acknowledge Brandon's words.Brandon sighed, looking annoyed at Brianna who seemed to be toying with him. "Please don't joke around too much, Miss Brianna," Brandon said again. "Don't you realize some guests are staring at us?" Brandon then tried to help Brianna back to her seat, glancing at the people now watching them.Although there weren't many patrons in the restaurant, Brandon didn't like being the center of attention, especially now that some guests were looking at Brandon and Brianna alternately, whispering things Brandon could easily guess."This is something I didn't expect," Brandon finally muttered.Seeing Brandon's expression, Brianna smiled and said, "I'm not joking, Mr. Brandon. For a long time... I've wanted to marry someone who impresses me for the first time. And that someone is you." Brianna paused, looking at Brandon, who was indeed different from others. Satisfied, she c
Brandon looked at Brianna with slight confusion. He didn't expect Brianna to refuse to end their meeting, especially considering the restaurant was empty."Ahem!" Brandon cleared his throat, trying to revive the atmosphere that he found uncomfortable. "Miss Brianna," Brandon said in a gentle but firm tone, "I appreciate your desire to continue our conversation. However, as I said earlier, this restaurant is empty. We're the only ones left here. Are you sure you want to stay?"Brianna paused for a moment, her eyes scanning the now-empty restaurant. She seemed a bit surprised, as if just realizing their situation. However, instead of feeling uncomfortable, a small smile appeared on her lips. Brianna seemed unbothered by the fact that they were the only two left in the restaurant."I... I didn't realize," Brianna finally said, turning to Brandon and continuing, "But honestly, Mr. Brandon, I feel very comfortable talking with you. I don't want this to end just like that."Brianna's honest
Brianna was still in shock. She certainly never expected Brandon to be a medical expert. The man had never even mentioned his expertise.Brianna looked at Brandon seriously and asked, "Is this true, Mr. Brandon? Are you Miss Angelica's personal doctor?"Before Brandon could answer Brianna's question, Jose spoke up again. "Of course, Miss Brianna. Mr. Brandon is truly an expert. He even cured Miss Stella's father, who had been sick for a long time. No other doctor had succeeded in curing him." Jose recounted this with great enthusiasm.Jose's memory was still vivid. He was amazed and could never forget it.Meanwhile, Brandon smiled awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable with the praise given by Jose. He raised his hand, trying to stop the flow of enthusiastic words from Jose, who had been talking excitedly."Dr. Jose, please. You're exaggerating," said Brandon, who seemed to dislike it. "And it was probably just a miracle. I'm not what you think."But Jose shook his head firmly. "No, Mr. Bra
Hearing the words coming out of Brianna's mouth made Brandon chuckle, shaking his head in amusement. He couldn't believe that even at a time like this, Brianna could still joke around."Miss Brianna, you're full of surprises," said Brandon, his tone now sounding more relaxed. "I appreciate your sense of humor."Brandon's response made Brianna smile. But the woman didn't seem to indicate that it was just a joke. "I'm glad to see you a bit more relaxed, Mr. Brandon, but... honestly, I wasn't joking about that. If you want..."Before Brianna could finish her sentence, Brandon quickly cut in and said, "It seems it's getting quite late, Miss Brianna." Brandon peered outside, looking at the streets that were usually busy with many drivers, now quiet with only one or two cars passing by.Brianna's smile faded slightly. Her face showed a hint of disappointment, but she tried to cover it up quickly. Even so, Brandon caught the change in her expression.Brianna took a slow breath before finally
"Besides, it's unusual for you to still be up at this hour, Angelica. Is something bothering you?" Richard asked again, looking at Angelica intently.Angelica sighed at Richard's question. Why did she feel like she was being interrogated now? If she had known it would be like this, she would have chosen not to greet Richard and let him go wherever he wanted."The air in my room felt stuffy, that's why I decided to get some fresh air outside."Richard narrowed his eyes, feeling that Angelica's answer wasn't entirely truthful. "Are you sure? Isn't the air conditioning still working?"Angelica swallowed nervously. She knew Richard could easily see through her lies."I... I just needed some alone time to think," Angelica said, trying not to sound nervous. She took a deep breath before continuing, "There are some things that have been bothering me lately."Richard softened his gaze. "What's bothering you, Angelica? You know you can talk to me."Angelica hesitated for a moment. Actually, sh
Angelica turned to Richard, slightly startled because the words that came out of their mouths were the same. It meant they both left the house with the same intention.Meanwhile, Brandon was a bit surprised but chose to act normal. "I'm sorry, Mr. Richard and Miss Angelica, I didn't know you needed to see me."Richard quickly shook his head, "No need to apologize, Mr. Brandon. I just happened to be looking for some fresh air and saw you had just arrived."Angelica nodded, agreeing with what Richard had just said.Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Richard spoke again, "Since you're here, could we talk for a moment?"Angelica immediately turned. She actually wanted to say the same thing, but Richard beat her to it.Brandon just nodded, although he didn't really know why Richard wanted to talk to him. "Of course, Mr. Richard."Richard smiled, then turned to Angelica, making her furrow her brow in confusion. "What is it?" she finally asked."I want to talk to Mr. Brandon, and it's already l
The next morning, Brandon, who was sound asleep, suddenly jolted awake hearing a knock on his bedroom door. He blinked, trying to gather his senses. His head felt heavy and dizzy from the short sleep last night."Who's disturbing my sleep this early? Don't they know I'm sleep-deprived?"Brandon glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It still showed 6:00 AM. Realizing this, Brandon sighed. He wondered if there would ever be a day when he could sleep in."This is really annoying," Brandon grumbled. Although reluctant, he forced himself to get up and trudged towards the door. His head felt a bit dizzy, but he forced himself to open the door to find out who was waking him up so early."Yeah, just a second," Brandon said as the door was knocked again. "Really impatient," he added.Irritated, Brandon pressed the door handle. He frowned slightly when he saw his mother behind the door.Brandon's mother immediately smiled when she saw her son, who still looked handsome despite just waking up.
Brandon froze, his eyes widening in shock at his mother's statement. Wanting to hear more clearly, Brandon decided to ask a question. However, before he could actually voice his query, he suddenly heard his mother laugh."Hahahaha, Brandon," said his mother, still chuckling. "Mom was just kidding. You should have seen the expression on your face."Brandon frowned, confusion clearly visible on his face. He opened his mouth to ask further, but his mother quickly cut him off."Forget about it," his mother said, waving her hand dismissively. "Now, hurry up and go out. Miss Angelica is waiting. It's not polite to keep a guest waiting too long."Brandon's mother hurried out of the room, shaking her head as if she had just told a harmless joke. Brandon could only remain silent, still trying to process what had just happened.His thoughts were in turmoil. How could his mother joke about something so important? The expression of sadness and guilt he had seen on her face earlier seemed too real