pletely unconcerned and went on eating gracefully, but he finished his brea

rs and specialists

been transferred to the Anderson's Private Me

said briefly

n her. When she finished half of her breakfast, she stood up, ready to leave for the hospital, but Scot

sat down and w

ng will be ok. Mum will be ok. Brianna keeps telling herself, praying. Just as she got to the lift, som

This is Anderson's, only for the rich and noble." Zara Berr

rich and noble then."

night. I see. You must have slept with some rich old man, and h

so awaiting the lift looked at Brianna

ng girls nowadays? They have no sense of shame at all, selling their b

his mother-in-law-to-be, who's seriously ill. You should be the one feeling ashamed. However, I'm actu

alked into the lif

contempt, and she wished she coul

d outside the operating room anxiously

the doctor came out. Brianna a

the ICU room for close observation and then transferr

aved a sig

mother was transferred to the VIP

ell, and soon you can go home." Sitting by

he operation? Did he?" Brian

he didn't want to tell her mother the truth, at least n

all." Sue asked and observed Brianna closely. She found it dif

n the past few years. She had felt how differently they

refused to believe her and so she gave up the thou

ed me about you. He will come to visit as

I'm fine here. There are three nurses look

er work, ok?" Brianna lied. She gave her mother a kiss on her forehead and

t him to agree that she could stay with her mother

e hospital, her phone rang, and

Center now. I will be there in

d. "Marriage..." s

regi

er head in conf

uld complete your duty and be mine leg

hy make it so complicated?" Br

g that you are mine. Just fo

Scott Anderson?"

ionally." Scott said casually. The girl I love is gone anyway. It doesn't matter who I marry anymore. When I'm t

n, Scott walked into the Registration Center, and

What? You should be grate

. Scott Anderson! Very grateful. I'm sure millions of women dream of

fall in love with me. I'm only get

pen in shock, then smiled a re

ext to Scott, thinking how surreal and pathetic this was. I've been hoping to marry the man I love, b

pher reminded her, "Mrs. Anderson, I'm sure you adore your husb

t the photographer speechlessly. I simply fi

ionally, he put his arm around Brianna's