Chapter 320

---- Chapter 320 After hearing the news, Anne stood outside the ward, shaken to the core. Then, she quietly slipped away. Inside Donovan's ward, the Kanes were already in an uproar. "You want to marry that bitch? Don't even dream about it!" Dorothea's face had gone pale with rage. She trembled so badly that she had to sit down to keep from collapsing. "Unless I'm dead and gone, you'll never have your way with this nonsense!" she barked. "As long as I'm alive, I will never allow it!" "That's right!" Grace added, her tone sharp.

"Don, we might have given in if you really didn't want to marry Anne. You could have found someone else of equal social standing , but how could you throw everything away just to marry that bitch? That's madness!" She continued, "Let's set aside all the rotten things she'd done to you. Oh, and let's not forget, she was trafficked abroad and forced into the world's oldest profession. Her reputation is beyond ruined! With her filthy past and chaotic private life, she isn't even fit to be a housekeeper for the Kanes, let alone a daughter -in-law.

It's absolutely absurd!" It had to be said that Grace was essentially Dorothea's mouthpiece. She was nothing less than Dorothea's echo. Expecting this mess the moment he made his choice, Donovan ---- didn't bother arguing. Weak and exhausted, he simply stayed silent. After calming down, Dorothea sighed and said, "Don, you're still recovering , and I don't want to argue. But my stance is clear. 1 can't stop you if you want to fool around with Giselle, but marriage? That will never happen." "T'm only informing you of my decision.

He simply turned on his side and prepared to sleep. Ethan took a deep breath and turned to Dorothea. "Mom, Don's still recovering . Let's go home and discuss this later. Arguing with him won't solve anything and could worsen his condition." "Fine," Dorothea said. Seeing that Donovan refused to engage further, she decided not to press him for now. Before leaving , Grace snapped at the medical staff who had just entered. "Mr. Keppler, you would do well to tighten ---- security. Stop letting just anyone wander in here.

Infection is one thing, but if someone with bad intentions slips through, you'll be responsible!" The doctor, Lawrence Keppler, apologized profusely, "Of course, of course. We're very mindful of security protocols . The only reason Ms. Holt entered was because she was Mr. Holt's daughter. With his permission, we didn't dare intervene "Enough, Just don't let her in again," Grace cut him off. Hearing that, Lawrence simply remained silent. When they finally left, the ward settled back into silence. It was only broken by the comings and goings of the caregivers. Donovan lay against the pillows.

He watched as the sunlight faded into the night and felt the weight of solitude pressing in. For the next three days, Giselle didn't come to see him, nor did she send him a single message. It seemed that she truly didn't care about him. While he struggled to get out of bed, she could completely ignore him and slip back into her own life without a second thought. Donovan had finally tasted the full measure of Giselle's coldness. Now, he realized just how little he meant to her. For a man who had spent his entire life being worshipped by women, this taste of defeat was new to him.

He had never imagined that an apex predator like himself could still be tormented by love.