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Chapter 74

Author: Lady-Noir
last update publish date: 2026-08-07 21:47:45

Ravelle and Erlan's footsteps echoed steadily through the quiet hospital corridor. The cold air from the ventilation system pierced their skin, but Erlan's hand wrapped around Ravelle's fingers provided enough warmth to chase away the lingering awkwardness. Beyond the glass walls and rows of tightly closed wooden doors, the rhythm of hospital life continued in calm silence.

However, that tranquility shattered within seconds.

"Ravelle!! Wait, Ravelle!!"

A hoarse, breathless shout rang out from b
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    The master bedroom in the Branson residence felt so warm and serene. The night lamp in the corner of the room emitted a soft, golden-yellow glow, reflecting the shadows of two human beings who were enveloped in the warmth of the night. Outside, the sound of the gentle night wind blowing between the garden trees became a natural backdrop that perfected the atmosphere.Ravelle was lying on her back on the large bed. Her breath was softly panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly due to a surge of emotion and a mixture of awkward feelings. Above her, Erlan towered over Ravelle's body, resting on his two sturdy arms. The man's face was extremely close, gazing at the woman beneath him with a look brimming with affection, warmth, and deep sincerity.In that intimate silence, the memory of her physical weakness and dark past suddenly flashed faintly in Ravelle's mind. Doubt slowly crept in between the gaps of her courage."El... I'm afraid I won't be able to satisfy you," Ravelle whisper

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    The silence inside the car cabin parked on the side of the road felt increasingly heavy and suffocating. The faintly blinking hazard lights cast dim shadows across Erlan’s face. The man leaned his head against the driver’s seat, staring straight into the darkness of the road ahead with an expression rarely seen on him: wounded and filled with deep doubt.Ravelle looked at the side of Erlan’s face. She could clearly feel how her earlier silence had left a wound in the heart of the man who had always stood up to protect her. Guilt suddenly surged within her chest. Ravelle realized that dwelling on Kyle’s chaotic life and Calysta’s tragic fate had caused Erlan to misunderstand.Slowly, Ravelle shifted her sitting position. Her hand reached out and took Erlan’s right palm, which was hanging tiredly over his thigh.Ravelle held those firm fingers tightly, conveying all the warmth and guilt she felt.Erlan flinched slightly. The man slowly turned his head, looking at Ravelle’s hand holding

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    In front of the ICU corridor, which had fallen silent once again, Kyle remained seated on the cold marble floor. The sound of Ravelle and Erlan's footsteps gradually fading into the distance still echoed in his mind, as if mocking the devastation that had consumed his entire life. Slowly, the man lowered both hands from his tear-streaked face.His breathing was still ragged, and his chest felt unbearably tight. Yet amid that overwhelming despair, a spark of wild obsession suddenly ignited behind his bloodshot eyes.Kyle slowly rose to his feet. He brushed the dust off his trousers and straightened his wrinkled suit with trembling fingers."No... this isn't over yet," Kyle whispered to himself, his hoarse voice filled with hatred and denial of reality.He pressed a hand against his pounding chest as he recalled the look in Ravelle's eyes moments earlier. She had spoken with such coldness and merciless resolve, but Kyle refused to believe that a woman who had devoted her entire life, lo

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    Ravelle and Erlan's footsteps echoed steadily through the quiet hospital corridor. The cold air from the ventilation system pierced their skin, but Erlan's hand wrapped around Ravelle's fingers provided enough warmth to chase away the lingering awkwardness. Beyond the glass walls and rows of tightly closed wooden doors, the rhythm of hospital life continued in calm silence.However, that tranquility shattered within seconds."Ravelle!! Wait, Ravelle!!"A hoarse, breathless shout rang out from behind them. The sound of uneven footsteps came rushing through the silent hallway.Kyle ran like a man possessed. His leather shoes screeched loudly against the polished granite floor. His pale face was drenched in cold sweat, and his bloodshot eyes radiated overwhelming despair. The man had lost every trace of dignity, pride, and arrogance that he once possessed as the admired former CEO."Ravelle, please! Don't leave yet!" Kyle cried as he finally cut them off.His body trembling and his breat

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    The afternoon breeze gently rustled the leaves in the garden behind the Branson residence, leaving a profound silence between Ravelle and Erlan. Erlan's hand felt incredibly warm, conveying extraordinary calm amid the turmoil that was overwhelming Ravelle's mind.Ravelle gazed into Erlan's clear eyes. There, she found no pressure, no demands, and no deceit—only sincere devotion that had remained unwavering for the past ten years. Thinking of Grandpa Branson's pale, resigned face lying in his bedroom, Ravelle finally took a deep breath. The heavy burden weighing on her chest gradually lifted, replaced by unwavering determination."El..." Ravelle called softly, her voice now steady, no longer trembling with hesitation."Yes, Vel?""I'll do it," Ravelle replied briefly, yet every syllable echoed with certainty. "I'll grant Grandpa's wish. Let's get married."Erlan froze in his seat for a moment. His eyes widened, as though he needed several seconds to process the simple sentence that had

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