The winner will be decided by who caves in first.
"Layla, you don't know my condition well enough." Eric could understand how she felt, but he could not allow her to waste her time
on him. "I can die at any moment."
"I'm not forcing you to marryright now," she blurted out. "Rest for half a year, and if everything goes well, you will feel much
better. If you are fine by then, | will get my parents to plan our wedding. | don't care when you die. So long as you are alive before
the wedding, | am marrying you."
He lowered his head and did not argue, because there was nothing he could do to change Layla's mind unless he dropped dead at
this very moment.
"Are you really that appalled by the idea of marrying me?" She sat down by the bed and stared at him. "If you are dying, why won't
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyou want to enjoy what tyou have left? Why won't you want to makehappy? Do you want to seeupset?"
He looked up in shock. Upsetting Layla had never been his intent.
"If that's not the case, why won't you listen to me? No matter how long you have left, | want to spend it with you," she said and
decided to end the topic. "Where are the gifts from Ivy and Robert? | want to see them."
"They don't want you to see them." Eric had placed them in his desk drawer.
Layla ignored him.
She had been in his room before, and since the display cabs took up a lot of space, the only place he could keep something
would be in his desk drawer.
She walked over and opened the drawer to find the gifts from Ivy and Robert.
Eric was worried that it would be inappropriate for Layla to see the gifts and stood from the couch hastily.
"I will open it." Eric knew that she would not give up and offered to open the gifts himself.
"Ivy bought you a book and you can open that later. | just want to know what Robert bought you." Layla trusted Ivy, so she handed
Ivy's gift back to Eric and picked up Robert's gift, before tearing the wrapping paper to find a disc inside.
She sighed a breath of relief and handed it back to Eric. "It's fine now."
He accepted it and asked, "Were you concerned that he would buysomething weird?"
"I wouldn't have thought so before, but he hired an escort so..." Layla looked at Eric, seeing the unspoken question in his eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yeah, the exact kind of escort you are thinking of right now."
Eric stared at her in shock.
"Do you want to lie down for a while?" she asked. "You need more rest, so you should. If you are bored, | can stay with you."
He set the gifts on the desk and tried to continue their discussion earlier.
"I chere before," she said abruptly and pointed at the iPad on the desk. "lI went through your iPad."
Eric glanced at it and blushed.
"Eric, | know that you like me, so why won't you admit it? No one is stopping us now. Not even death." Layla took a deep breath.
"Even your parents are on my side."