The brothers who fought for me (by Levi Bennett) novel Chapter 14

**A Promise Lost Between Two Worlds by Jaxon Hale Ryder**

Leilani’s anguished cries reverberated throughout the VIP ward of the hospital, a cacophony of frustration and fear.

“I refuse to have surgery right now! Gio, I absolutely refuse!” she shouted, her voice thick with emotion as she seized a bowl from the bedside table and hurled it violently to the floor, shattering it into a thousand pieces.

In a fit of rage, she tossed the pillow from the head of the bed, sending it crashing to the ground as well.

As she caught sight of her father, Cayden, entering the room, her tone shifted from defiance to desperation: “Dad, I’m not ready! I can’t go through with this surgery!”

Cayden, his once-dark hair now a stark white, regarded his daughter with a deep furrow of concern etched across his brow. “Leila, you must listen to me. This is the most opportune moment for the surgery. If you delay it, the consequences could be dire!”

But Leilani, in her turmoil, clamped her hands over her ears, resolutely shutting out his words.

Cayden felt a wave of helplessness wash over him. His once-clear eyes, now clouded with worry, shifted to Giovanni, who stood nearby, his expression a mix of concern and determination. “Gio… please, look at this child…”

“Professor, allow me to try to reason with her,” Giovanni offered, stepping forward with a calm demeanor that belied the storm brewing within the room.

“Thank you, Gio,” Cayden replied, his gratitude evident as he cast a worried glance at Leilani before quietly closing the door behind him.

He couldn’t fathom how, despite raising her with kindness and understanding, their daughter had grown into someone so obstinate and strong-willed.

The ward fell into a tense silence, the air thick with unspoken words.

Giovanni’s gaze drifted to the pillow strewn on the floor, then back to Leilani, who lay on the bed, her expression a mix of defiance and fear. “What will it take for you to agree to the surgery?” he asked, his voice steady yet gentle.

Leilani had been anticipating this moment, her eyes sparking with determination. “If you marry me and become my real husband, I will cooperate with the treatment.”

Giovanni’s expression hardened, his tone laced with a warning. “Don’t test my patience.”

In an instant, Leilani’s emotions surged, her voice rising in indignation. “What do you mean, test your patience? You promised me this!”

“You pledged to be my boyfriend, vowed to stand by my side, promised to take wedding photos with me—so why won’t you marry me?”

The tension in the room escalated, the air thick with unspoken feelings.

“Is it because of Juliette? Don’t pretend you’re not still thinking about her!”

Leilani’s voice was sharp, her words cutting through the silence like a knife. “Your computer’s lock screen is filled with her photography work!”

“You claimed you only see Juliette as a sister—so what do you really feel for her?!”

Her voice crescendoed, a raw outpouring of all the jealousy and frustration she had bottled up over the years.

Giovanni stood there, an immovable figure, his calm demeanor almost indifferent, as if he were observing an unhinged woman throwing a tantrum.

This realization struck Leilani like a blow, intensifying her distress. Her frantic questioning failed to elicit even the slightest reaction from him.

Memories flooded her mind, recalling the first time she had declared war on Juliette, vowing to steal Giovanni away. Juliette had merely glanced at her with indifference before dismissing her, leaving Leilani feeling invisible.

Why had she not confronted Juliette then?

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