Oops I Banged the CEO novel Chapter 9

In the hospital room, Marico gazed at his grandmother’s pale face behind the oxygen mask, his usually cool expression shadowed by worry.

His phone buzzed.

He slipped it from the pocket of his suit jacket and glanced at the screen: a new friend request.

A flicker of sharpness passed through Marico’s eyes as he tapped “Accept.”

It was a request from Yvonne, accompanied by a brief message. Marico replied with a single word: “Deal.”

Yvonne hadn’t expected him to respond so quickly.

Seeing that one word, she brushed away her tears and, with trembling fingers, typed back: “Come pick me up. Let’s talk.”

His answers were always short, but that word—just that—felt like a lifeline.

She no longer held out hope for marriage; maybe a relationship that served both their needs was good enough.

Yvonne sent him her location. As soon as she hit send, her phone shut off—whether from dead battery or water damage from the rain, she didn’t know.

If he came, she’d marry him.

If not, then so be it.

Marico slipped his phone away and prepared to stand, but his grandmother’s frail hand grasped his.

Mrs. Hamilton was stirring, showing signs of waking.

“You little rascal…”

“Gran, I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ve met someone I care about, and I’m planning to get married tomorrow. So, please, don’t be upset anymore, okay?”

His voice was gentle, almost coaxing.

Hearing this, a faint brightness returned to Mrs. Hamilton’s weary eyes. “Really?”

Her joy made her try to sit up.

Marico gently pressed her shoulder and pulled the blanket up around her, soothing her softly. “Really. I’m going to pick her up now, and I’ll bring her to see you tomorrow morning. Get some rest, Gran.”

“Alright… but you mustn’t lie to me.”

“I won’t,” Marico promised, nodding.

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