All Chapters of I wish it were you: Chapter 1241 - Chapter 1250

Through the misty rain, Annabelle saw a handsome, refined man—Young Master.At the same time, an image of Kendrick’s current state flashed through her mind.Wasn't Kendrick also a graceful and dashing young master? And yet now, he lay weakly in a hospital bed, as if his soul had been drained.All thanks to the man standing before her…A breeze stirred Young Master’s hair under the eaves. His hair was neatly styled, and he looked full of energy—he must’ve slept well last night. He wore a casual outfit, a white T-shirt that made him look clean and sunny, though there was always that trace of melancholy between his brows.If he weren’t Ryan, seeing him like this might’ve brought Annabelle warmth and ease. She might’ve only remembered how much care and kindness he had once shown her.But now, all she wanted to ask was—when you sent people to assassinate Kendrick last night, did you really sleep that soundly?Do you know how much my heart hurt when I saw Kendrick covered in blood?You once

Seraphina thought for a moment and said, “How about this? Since Anna doesn’t want the medicine, I’ll send her the prescription instead. She can get the herbs herself and prepare the decoction. Maybe that way, she’ll feel more at ease.”Ryan’s expression darkened, and he firmly replied, “No need. Whatever you say to her now, she won’t believe it. It’ll only make things worse for her. Let’s leave the matter of recuperating her health for another time.”Seraphina pressed her lips together, her eyes turning red. “Young Master is really considerate of Anna… but I still don’t want to throw the medicine away.”“If you’re not throwing it away, are you going to drink it yourself?”Seraphina was at a loss for words. After a long pause, she muttered, “Yes, I’ll drink it.”Ryan was stunned. “This is a fertility preparation. Why would you drink it?”Seraphina blushed and whispered, “I checked the ingredients—I can drink it. I’ll just treat it as a tonic. It’s not a problem.”“Every medicine has it

Damien entered the hospital room.Colten recalled the last time they met—it was thirty years ago, at his and Lilly’s wedding.He’d heard bits of news about the man over the years, but the two had never faced each other like this since then.Time had flown. Both were old now. Damien, once so full of youthful pride, now showed signs of age.Colten glanced at Damien’s leg and said, “Looks like the leg I broke has healed?”“How could it have healed completely?” Damien chuckled bitterly and raised his sharp, cold eyes to Colten. “Whenever it rains, it still aches. And whenever it aches, I remember exactly how you broke both my legs, locked me in that attic, and forced me to watch you, a despicable man, steal away my fiancée.”“I just didn’t want you ruining my wedding with Lilly. That was her happiest moment.”“That was her most painful moment!” Damien growled.Colten didn’t argue about the past. Instead, he moved to the other side of the bed, shielding Kendrick behind him.“Say what you c

Annabelle realized her mind was still quite clear. It seemed that after being around Kendrick for so long, even her thought process had started to resemble his.But when would he wake up…There were still so many tangled things ahead waiting for her—who could she turn to for guidance? Who would truly stand in her shoes, think for her, and give her honest advice?Just then, their food was served. Annabelle stopped overthinking, picked up her chopsticks, and was ready to eat."Wait," Marvin said as he took the chopsticks from her hand.Annabelle looked at him, puzzled. He pulled out a napkin and wiped her chopsticks carefully before handing them back. “Alright.”It reminded her of Kendrick again. She hadn't expected the two brothers to be alike in this way too.When she used to eat out with Kendrick at casual restaurants, he, with his cleanliness quirks, would also wipe her chopsticks for her—even if they were already sterilized.She couldn’t help but wish it were Kendrick sitting acros

The young master responded right after her question:“It didn’t touch the wound. I’m fine.”Then he pointed to the other side of the spring.“You can soak over there. I won’t look.”Internally, Seraphina let out a silent heh.Back when she was showering behind frosted glass, hadn’t the young master stolen more than a few glances?But she really did want to take a dip right now. The trek had exhausted her—she was drenched in sweat, layer after layer—and the sticky discomfort was driving her mad. Besides, it didn’t look like the young master was planning to leave anytime soon.So Seraphina walked to the far side, put down her bag, and turned her back to him to start undressing.While taking off her top, she glanced back—he really wasn’t peeking.Or maybe… he just didn’t find her worth a second glance?After all, she’d thrown herself at him countless times, and he’d always been indifferent. So even if she stripped completely in front of him now, he probably wouldn’t bat an eye.Of course