Chapter 326

---- Chapter 326 From that day on, Giselle moved into the ward to stay with Donovan, keeping him company day and night. Most of the chores were handled by the caregivers, so she had little to do herself. Occasionally , she would wipe him down, feed him meals and medicine , or wheel him outside to sit in the sun. With his emotions steadier , Donovan's recovery quickened . Within a week, he could already sit up on his own, though walking was still some time away. Even so, he refused to be idle.

He buried himself in his phone and laptop, reviewing documents, holding video conferences with executives, never letting himself rest. That afternoon, after a round of online gaming left her tired, Giselle called out, Hey, do you want me to take you outside for some air?" He didn't answer. His attention was glued to the screen, face hard and focused, as if nothing else existed. Catching sight of his sharp, focused profile, Giselle marched straight to his bedside, yanked the tablet out of his hands without a word, and tossed it onto the couch. "Do you have a death wish?

The doctors told you to rest. Can't you leave this for a day? Or do you think you'll lose billions if you don't work for a few hours?" ---- Donovan gave a helpless laugh, reaching out to pat her head. His voice softened. "Have you thought about our wedding? I'll have the company put together a team just to plan it." The unexpected question froze her. Her expression dimmed, eyes darkening. She let out a cold laugh. "You really think we're suited for marriage?" "Of course." He didn't even bother to argue the point. She turned aside, bitterness in her tone.

"Don't forget what happened during those two months I disappeared. To everyone else, I'm filthy beyond redemption . Not even fit to stand by your side-" Donovan closed his eyes briefly , then pulled her firmly into his arms. "Even if you were missing an arm, a leg, or half your wits, I'll still want you. What you were before doesn't matter to me. Iwant the next 80 years with you. Only by living them together do I earn the right to have a say. Marry me, Giselle." Hearing such words from a man so proud and cold by nature made her heart soften.

Her thoughts clouded over, and the moment felt completely surreal. She wanted to give in, to accept without hesitation. But then she thought of all the obstacles -the Kane family's hostility , their scornful faces, and the WhatsApp message from Gideon that had arrived just two nights ago-the weight pressed her back down. ---- "Let's wait until you're fully recovered ," she said at last, her voice evasive. "Fine." He knew she was right. Healing came first. Once his body was whole again, then they could truly begin anew. The next afternoon , Giselle went home.

She wanted a proper bath and needed to pack some things to bring back to the hospital. Just as she finished gathering her luggage, her phone rang. It was Tony. She answered flatly, "Hello? What is it?" Her feelings toward Tony had shifted from hatred to indifference-businesslike, nothing more. "Giselle ," Tony said, "are you free tonight ? Come home for dinner."