To Love a Shadow To Be the Sun novel Chapter 339

“This isn’t a game. Building a care plan around Jason’s delusions will do more harm than good. We can’t indulge his fantasies.”

Victor nodded in immediate agreement. “Exactly. This is completely inappropriate.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than the steady beep of the heart monitor erupted into a shrill alarm.

“Please, take this discussion elsewhere,” the doctor snapped, rushing back to the bedside.

The four of them moved to the corner of the hallway. Fiona, clearly agitated, turned to her husband.

“Listen to yourself! Every time you deny it, our son gets worse. Are you really going to stand by and watch something happen to him?”

Victor shook his head. “But the Lawrence family has a reputation to uphold. Out of nowhere, there’s suddenly a ‘fiancée’—and a divorcée at that. What will people say? Once the rumors start, our name will be dragged through the mud.”

Elara cast Victor a quick glance, her gaze drifting—seemingly by accident—across Zane’s tense profile. The faintest trace of a smile flickered across her lips.

Fiona, however, was growing more frantic. “Didn’t you hear what the doctor just said? Our son is lying in a hospital bed. His well-being is far more important than our reputation or some social nicety!”

“That’s not the right way to handle this,” Zane interjected, his voice cool.

“Oh? Then what is the right way, Zane?” Fiona shot back. “Are you suggesting we just watch as he gets so worked up he passes out again—or worse?”

She stopped abruptly, her eyes narrowing as she looked back and forth between the two brothers. “Something’s off with you two,” she muttered.

It was rare for the brothers to be so united—especially when it meant ganging up on her, as they’d done twice already today. The air was thick with a peculiar kind of tension.

Victor coughed awkwardly. “Really, none of us are in any position to decide. This is Miss Jules’s matter, after all.”

At last, all eyes turned to Elara, who had been largely ignored until now.

“Zane, how could you say something like that?” Victor spluttered.

Fiona bristled at the jab. If she hadn’t kept such a close eye on Victor all these years, she had no doubt there’d be a parade of ‘wives’ by now. Ryan’s mother was the exception she’d never managed to track down—otherwise, there’d have been hell to pay.

Victor, flustered, muttered, “Fine, fine, there’s nothing between them.”

Zane turned away, his face impassive but his mood soured.

Just then, a nurse hurried over. “The patient’s awake. He keeps asking for his fiancée.”

Inside the hospital room, Jason had managed to sit up again on his own. The moment he saw Elara, he reached out for her with both hands, his voice warm and familiar.

“Elara, where have you been?”