When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 17 Did They Talk to Each Other Before

Damian's eyes widened in surprise. “Noel You live here too?

Noel responded with a simple nod “Yeah”

“What a coincidence. You're right across fromm Whitney?”!

The deputy mayor, Beckham, was known for his modest lifestyle. He owned only an old two-story house where

Noel lived with him and Madelyn, Damian hadn't expected Noel to have an apartment here.

Noel didn’t say anything, his expression remaining in

Indifferent.

Sering Noel glance at the lunch box in his hand, Damian said, “Noel, if you haven't had breakfast, why don’t you

join us?

*Noel’s probably busy with work. We shouldn't hold him up,” Whitney interjected hastily, then immediately

regretted it.

Her words cout too suddenly, almost like she was implying there was something between them.

The memory of last night still lingered, making her want to wold any further interaction with Neel

“you two go ahead. | have a meeting in the morning,” Noel sail coldly. He didn’t space Whimey a glance as he

stepped into the elevator.

Damian placed the lunch box on the dining table. How did you know Nool was busy today?

Whitney's heart skipped a beat, regret washing over her. “Just a guess. He's the chief designer at Seabourke

Architectural Institute, Being busy is probably the norm.”

Damian placed a bowl of oatmeal in front of her, studying the brief flickerot unease in her eyes.

Could they have talked to each other before?

Hetembered Noel saying at the last family dinner that he didn’t know Whitney.

Suppressing his doubts, Damian smiled as usual. These are all your favorites. Il bring you breakfast every day

from now on.

“You're busy enough as it is. You don’t have to go out of your way. Besides, | don’t need this every morning,”

Whitney said indifferently, taking a bite of the oatmeal

The subtle shift in her demeanor pricked at Damian She no longer looked at him with the swarmth as

before. He wanted her forgiveness, but not at the cost of such coldness “But | miss the breakfasts you used to

make. If you really care that I'm busy, why don’t you move back to the villa? Damian reached for her hand,

covering it with his own.

“It’s twe head out,” Whitney said, pulling her hand hack discreetly and carrying the lunch box to the kitchen

to wash it.

The neurology expert Damian had arranged was already

at the hospital. As soon as they arrived, William Morris began examining Margaret.

Whitney sat on a bench in the hallway, hoping for good news. She tried not to expect too much, knowing that

greater hope often led to deeper disappointment.

“Don’t worry. Professor Morris is an authonty in this field. He definitely have a solution,” Damian reassured her,

holding her hand.

Seeing that she didn’t pull her hand away, the sale on his lips grew wider.

The door to the examination reers opened, and Whitney immediately got up. “Professor Morris, how is my

mother? can shew

keup?

“I've reviewed her case. Madam Colin's brain damage from the car accident is severe, which is why she’s in a

vegetative state. The current treatment is appropriate and the best

Whitney's eyes darkened with disappointment. She knew that if her mother’s condition were easily treatable, she

would have woken up long ago

“So, there's nothing else that can be done?” Damian asked.

William thought for a moment. “There may be a new drug that could help However.”

“What drug?” Whitney's eyes lit up with a sparket hope.

“There's an experimental medication being developed overseas specifically for long-term comatose patients. If

Madam Colin could get on it, it might make a difference. However, it’s newly developed and in limited supply, so

the price will be very expensive.”

Whitney's excilemma was palpable. “That doesn’t matter. If you can help us get it, we'll pay whatever it costs.”

William nodded. “I have sconnections with the company’s director. Although only a few doses have been

developed, I'll see if | can secure one.”

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“Whatever the cost, I'll cover,” Damian said.

Whitney shook her head “She’s my mother. 1'll pay for it.”

“We're getting married next month.

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Whitney didn’t want to waste another monsent. She wanted to go hright away and share the good news

with her father.

+ Damian also had a meeting to attend, so he left the hospital as well.

Around the corner, Rachel walked out with a sour experssion.

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The word “son in Law” stung deply

Dachel didn’t want to just be Dainier’s secret lover. She couldn't stand the thought of Whitney marrying him.

Her hands clenched into fists, the innocent experssinn on her face now darkening with anger..