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    “Corrine, are you truly certain about being with Nate?”


    “Yes,” she said, a smile tugging at her lips, but her eyes held firm conviction.


    “He’ll be my husband.”


    Jayden didn’t respond right away. Instead, he reached into his pocket for a cigarette, his fingers pausing just before he lit it, remembering where they were.


    “Have you thought about…” he began again, trailing off as he searched for the right words.


    “I have,” Corrine interrupted, as if anticipating his question.


    “I know Nate’s background isplicated. I know that being with him could bring trouble. But I won’t regret this decision.”


    Jayden fell silent, his thoughts swirling. Truth be told, Nate had proven himself to be a shrewd and capable man.


    Earlier, Nate had promised to help him with the ten-billion-dor foreign investment deal and even pledged to sponsor Lyhaton’s infrastructure development. His wealth and generosity spoke volumes, leaving little room for doubt.


    At this point, Jayden found it hard to oppose Corrine’s choice.


    With a sigh, he asked, “Does your grandfather know?”


    “I haven’t figured out how to tell him yet,” Corrine confessed, her voice tinged with worry.


    “Grandpa’s health is finally improving. I’m afraid it might upset him.”


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    Jayden gave a dryugh, shaking his head.


    “It’s surprising that someone so deeply in love can still consider such things.”


    “Uncle Jayden…” Corrine said, her eyes wide and vulnerable.


    Jayden softened, the weight of his concern giving way to a reluctant understanding.


    “If you’ve made up your mind, I won’t stand in your way. But remember this: we’ll always have your back. Don’t ever let anyone make you feel small or force you topromise your worth, alright?”


    Corrine nodded, her eyes lingering on him as if searching for something deeper. After a moment of hesitation, she asked, her voice quiet and thoughtful, “Do you know something? Why does Grandpa insist on me breaking off the marriage arrangement?”


    The question had been gnawing at Corrine for a while now. It was human nature—an unanswered mystery only fanned the mes of curiosity, making the truth all the more elusive yet irresistible. Both Carl and Jayden skirted around the topic of the marriage arrangement, their vague responses only deepening Corrine’s determination to uncover whaty beneath.


    Jayden knitted his brows, picked up the ss of water from the table, and replied dismissively, “Your mother arranged this. I don’t know the details. Besides, didn’t your grandfather say he was worried about the challenges you’d face if you married into that family?”


    Corrine cut him off with a wave of her hand.


    “Alright, alright. If you don’t want to talk about it, I won’t ask.”


    She wasn’t a child anymore—she wouldn’t be cated with half-truths and flimsy excuses. Jayden nced at her, his lips twitching slightly, as though on the verge of saying something. But in the end, he said nothing. Instead, he downed the rest of his water in a single gulp.


    Just as a thick silence settled between them, voices echoed from outside the hospital room—Carl was speaking to someone.


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