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    Bethel nced at Dn’s cold expression. Then, she turned to Christina, gently taking her hand. “Christina,” she asked softly, “what exactly is your rtionship with Mr. Scott?”


    At that, every eye in the room turned to Christina, waiting for her answer.


    Edwin inwardly thought Christina was the woman Dn loved. But given how things stood now, it didn’t seem like she reciprocated his feelings. It seemed uncertain when Dn would finally win Christina’s heart.


    “My rtionship with Mr. Scott is simple,” Christina said calmly. “He hired me to take care of Miss Scott. That’s all—just work.”


    Bethel’s eyes, aged but sharp, narrowed slightly. Despite Christina’s answer, she’d noted that Dn, though appearing cold and aloof, seemed to care quite a bit about Christina.


    Bethel’s instincts rarely failed her, and now they told her that Dn’s feelings for Christina went far beyond those of an employer for an employee.


    “I see,” Bethel said with a soft smile, choosing not to press further. “Christina, dear, I’d like a private word with Mr. Scott.”


    Christina hesitated for a moment and nced at Dn, a small crease forming between her brows. Then, she nodded. “Alright.”


    She assumed Bethel wanted to discuss the Dawson Group—perhaps to ask Dn not to retaliate against thepany. Without another word, she turned and left the room with Edwin by her side.


    Now, only Bethel and Dn remained in the hospital room. The silence hung heavily between them, broken only by the soft hum of the machines nearby. Neither spoke for a long moment.


    Bethel studied Dn, her gaze thoughtful. This young man was quite the catch—he had looks, career, and intelligence. If it weren’t for his family roots as one of Lorbridge’s prominent families, she might consider him a good match for Christina.


    The elite families of Lorbridge were a nest of ambition and maniption. Navigating their intricate dynamics was never simple. In Bethel’s mind, Christina was not built for such a world—she loved purely, thought simply, and acted with a kind heart. She feared Christina would be schemed against.


    “Mr. Scott, I’ll be direct with you,” Bethel said, meeting Dn’s sharp, ice-cold gaze without flinching. Though his presence was undeniably intimidating, she pushed aside her fear—for Christina’s sake.


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    Bethel took a steady breath and asked, inly and without hesitation, “Do you have feelings toward Christina?”


    Dn didn’t flinch. His eyes were steady, full of quiet determination. “Yes, I like Christina,” he said without hesitation.


    Bethel, propped up in her hospital bed, blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected such a clear, firm answer. His unshakable resolve left her stunned.


    “You don’t care that Christina is a divorcee?” Bethel asked, studying his face.


    Dn’s heart didn’t waver, just like his gaze. “I don’t,” he answered firmly. What he admired was Christina herself, and her past with a failed marriage didn’t faze him in the slightest. No matter what she’d lived through, his feelings wouldn’t change. If anything, he’d only cherish her more for it.


    Bethel stayed silent for a beat before asking, “Are you really sure you can protect her?”


    “I promise I will protect her at all costs, even if I have to put my life on the line,” Dn said, every word heavy with sincerity.


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