Chapter 126: Chapter 126

The usually gentle and refined Miles Grant was unusually cold as ice this time, his narrowed eyes filled with intense anger. The person he cared for and protected had actually encountered such an incident.

Landon Lawson looked at Miles Grant’s expression and slowly spoke, "She just got drunk; I’ll handle the rest. You just need to stay here and accompany her."

Miles Grant raised his head and nodded towards Landon Lawson.

With his most trusted buddy accompanying Vera Yates, he was relieved.

Landon Lawson picked up the clothes placed nearby and was about to leave when Vera Yates leaned forward slightly. Her rosy lips opened and closed, but in the end, she didn’t say anything.

Her beautiful eyes gradually dimmed.

As Landon Lawson walked out of the ward, he was stopped by someone.

"Stephen, where are you going? Aren’t you staying in the ward with Vera?" Miles Grant’s expression wasn’t good; he clearly saw Vera Yates’ disappointment. Official source is NoveIＦire.net

Landon Lawson turned his head to look at the gentle man and slowly spoke, "I think you staying here would be better; you are more suitable than I am."

"But you know Vera has always had feelings for you since she was young."

Miles Grant was somewhat angry; both of them understood Vera Yates’ childhood feelings. After such an incident, she was at her most vulnerable, and Landon Lawson should be here with her.

Landon Lawson stopped and looked at Miles Grant’s angry face. Then, with a rare smile, he shook his head, "No one knows your emotional manipulation better than I do. I’ve always considered her like a sister, and if things continue , it will harm her."

"What... what are you talking about?" Miles Grant turned his head away.

Seeing his discomfort and unease, Landon Lawson shook his head and walked over, patting his shoulder, "We grew up together; you know me best, and I know you best. Vera is a good girl."

With that, he turned and left.

Watching the man’s departing figure, Miles Grant suddenly raised his head and shouted towards his back, "Stop talking nonsense; I only see Vera as a sister."

"Alright, whatever you say is right." Landon Lawson shook his head; since he refused to admit it, there was no need for him to push it further. After all, once this kind of thing gets out, it becomes very awkward.

Miles Grant took two steps forward, "Where are you going?"

Landon Lawson shook the car keys in his hand, a charming arc forming at the corner of his mouth, "With you here, I’m relieved. I need to find my wife and kids."

Miles Grant was stunned in place; he increasingly couldn’t understand Landon Lawson. Was he talking about Sienna Quinn and that son when he mentioned wife and kids?

Watching the man’s increasingly distant silhouette, Miles Grant realized he really couldn’t see through him.

Sienna Quinn chased him for so many years, and if Grandpa Grant hadn’t intervened, how would Landon Lawson have married that woman?

But now, just because of a child, had Landon Lawson’s feelings for that woman undergone an earth-shattering change?

When Miles Grant returned to the ward, Vera Yates was sitting on the hospital bed with a gloomy face, while the assistant stood carefully by her side, afraid of angering the woman.

Seeing the assistant’s fearful expression, Miles Grant smiled at the little assistant, "You go out and take a break, buy some food, everything will be fine with me here."

The man’s smile was like sunlight in winter; the little assistant was stunned, her original fear soothed by his warm presence.

Her heart was racing, her small face turned red, avoiding Miles Grant’s gaze as she nodded repeatedly and reluctantly left the ward.

With only the two of them left in the room, Miles Grant joyfully pulled a chair over and sat down, holding his face with both hands and seriously studying Vera Yates’ pretty little face.

The latter’s eyes were red and teary, ready to burst into tears at any moment.

"Why are you about to cry?"

Miles Grant was a bit heartbroken; from childhood till now, he couldn’t stand seeing Vera Yates cry. If possible, he never wanted to see her tears.

Within moments, her tears began to fall rapidly. The man was taken aback when he saw Vera Yates’ large droplets of tears, quickly reaching out to wipe the tears from her eyes, "Don’t cry; such a pretty little face won’t look good if you cry."

"Brother Miles, am I really so unlikeable to him?"

"Why would that be? You’ve always been our most treasured little sister, how could he not like you?" Vera Yates’ tears pained Miles Grant immensely.

Instead of stopping, Vera Yates’ tears grew more sorrowful and she kept shaking her head, "I don’t want to be his sister."

Seeing the woman’s heartbroken state, Miles Grant felt a stab of pain in his own heart, "You know him, slow to warm up. As long as you don’t give up, you’ll surely get him to like you, and don’t forget, I am here to help you."

"I know Brother Miles treats me the best."

Vera Yates broke into a smile. Seeing the woman finally smile, Miles Grant relaxed and laughed along with her.

"Whatever you desire, I’ll spare no means to help you get it."

Miles Grant’s eyes slowly narrowed, a sinister face that seemed somewhat frightening.

What was on the man’s mind, Vera Yates couldn’t hear, but seeing his increasingly darkening eyes, she slightly lifted the corners of her mouth. Since she was young, she knew Miles Grant couldn’t stand her tears; with just a few tears, Miles Grant would comply with her wishes.

She had Miles Grant completely under control, knowing exactly how to act to keep him firmly in her grasp.

Miles Grant suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Vera Yates, "Shouldn’t we execute the plan we devised back then?"

"You mean?" Vera Yates’ pupils constricted as she covered her mouth with one hand, her eyes filled with undisguised fear.

Miles Grant nodded, but Vera Yates shook her head repeatedly, "No, we can’t do that."

"Five years ago it was , you finally agreed, but she ran off the next day after the wedding night, just delayed for five years, why wouldn’t you agree now? Vera, you can’t always be so kind, ultimately the one who gets hurt would be you."

Miles Grant spoke sincerely, seeing the struggle in Vera Yates’ eyes. Watching her desperate struggle, Miles Grant suddenly grabbed her shoulders.

Vera Yates was startled for a moment, meeting the gaze of Miles Grant’s exceptionally determined eyes.

In the man’s slightly narrowed eyes, there was unprecedented determination and ruthlessness.

Anxious, Vera Yates tried to move back, but the man’s grip on her shoulders was firm, leaving her no room to escape.

"Brother Miles..." Her voice trembled softly, her delicate appearance seemed pitiful.