Reborn to Marry My Best Friend's Uncle novel Chapter 82

Why was Christian's embrace so warm that Annie couldn't help wanting to sink into it? Why did she feel so safe beside him?

Especially in that desperate moment in the hospital, he had swooped in like a miracle, dragging her from the depths. Right then, she dared believe that she'd found a haven.

Facing the unwavering determination in Christian's eyes, Annie nodded before she even realized what she was doing.

The moment he got her consent, a soft smile bloomed in Christian's eyes. He looked at her so tenderly that it could melt her.

To him, it didn't matter, even if Annie didn't have him in her heart yet.

As long as he could keep her by his side and openly, rightfully declare her as his wife, everything else could come later.

But did Sean actually want Annie to donate her bone marrow to Cecilia?

Christian lowered his gaze, deep in thought. He had overlooked one thing—Annie and Cecilia were indeed a match.

If Sean dared to set his sights on his woman, then he had better be prepared to face his overwhelming wrath.

Annie rested in Christian's arms, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat. Yet, her own heart could not calm down.

She knew that with Sean's paranoid and obsessive nature, he would never let this go so easily. And he didn't, just as she had expected.

The next day, Sean appeared at the hospital where Irene was staying. He refused to believe that Annie was married.

He thought that her husband was nothing more than an actor she had found to infuriate him. With Irene as Annie's only weakness in his hands, he refused to believe she wouldn't obey.

Straightening his suit collar, Sean reimagined his usual gentle and refined composure. Then, he lifted his hand to push open the ward door.

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