Chapter 1514

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*She’s been in love with me for fifteen years. What makes you think you could ever compete with me?*

That single sentence was like a fatal strike, landing perfectly on Joel’s heart.

It was the harsh reality.

If her feelings for Harold had wavered even slightly over those fifteen years.

They would have divorced ages ago.

If she didn’t love him, no amount of fighting for her would ever make a difference.

“You better keep your word.”

Joel looked at the approaching Lorelei and flashed a warm, gentle smile. “Lorelei, I’m heading out. I hope Eleanor has a speedy recovery. And I wish you… both, a lifetime of happiness.”

“Thank you, Joel.”

Lorelei instinctively stepped to Harold’s side, offering a polite, appreciative smile.

“Yeah.”

Joel took one last, long look at Lorelei, then shifted his gaze to the absurdly hyper- vigilant man beside her. He smirked playfully and tossed out a parting shot, “If Harold ever bullies you and you want a divorce, just say the word. I’ll draft the papers for you.”

“Uh.” Lorelei’s smile stiffened as she blinked. “I don’t think that will be necessary.” “It’s no wonder you’re still single,” Harold sneered, tightening his grip on Lorelei’s hand. “Everything that comes out of your mouth is utterly obnoxious.”

Joel was struck speechless.

Back in the room.

Martha was gently feeding Eleanor some water. Seeing the couple walk in hand in hand, a look of profound satisfaction spread across Eleanor’s face. Her lips curled upward.

“Harold, come here.”

“Grandma.”

Harold stepped forward and took a seat beside her, his posture perfectly respectful.

“Martha told me everything that happened over the past few days,” Eleanor murmured softly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Thank you, my boy. If it weren’t for you, this old lady would have already gone to meet Lorelei’s grandfather.”

“Don’t say things like that.” Harold offered a gentle smile, soothing the elderly woman. “You’re going to live to a hundred. You still have to help us raise your great- grandchildren.”

“You rascal, always knowing exactly what to say to make an old woman happy.”

Eleanor gave Harold a light, affectionate smack on the arm. “Then you two better get a move on. I’ve been waiting for three years.”

“That’s not exactly something I can decide on my own. You’ll have to ask your granddaughter.”

Harold shot a meaningful look at, Lorelei. The girl had notoriously thin skin, and just those few words were enough to turn her cheeks bright red Stop talking nonsense in front of Grandma.”

Listening to them bicker, Eleanor let out a hearty chuckle.

She knew they had been through a lot over the past few days.

But the most important takeaway was that these two had finally communicated

properly, and their bond was stronger than ever.

“I’m fine, and Martha is here to look

after me. Harold, you were just discharged, and your body still needs rest. You and Loreler should go home and get some sleep,” Eleanor ordered gently.

“I want to stay with you,” Lorelei shook her head, refusing to leave.

“It’s alright Grandma.” Harold rested a hand of Lorelei’s lower back, a

smile playing on his lips. “My office is right next door. If she gets tired

she can just go over there an sleep.”

“You indulge her too much. You’re going to spoil her rotten,” Eleanor scolded half- heartedly, though the joy in her eyes deepened.

“I only have one wife. If she gets spoiled, so be it. It’s not like I’m expecting her to save the universe.”

Harold squeezed her hand, raising a brow with an effortlessly lazy charm. “Besides, even if she’s spoiled rotten, she’ll still be the only one I love.”

“Harold.”

Lorelei’s face flushed an even deeper shade of crimson. She forcefully pushed his arm away. “I’m going to the restroom.”

With that, she ducked her head and practically jogged out of the room.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Lorelei so full of life,” Eleanor sighed wistfully.

“You don’t need to worry anymore. I’ll never give her a reason to be sad again,” Harold swore earnestly. “Grandma, I’ll go check on her.”

Stepping out of the restroom.

Lorelei bumped right into Felicia Bishop, who was dressed in her crisp white doctor’s coat.

“Lorelei?”

Spotting her, Felicia took the initiative to say hello. “Is Harold getting discharged today?”

“Yes.”

Lorelei stepped closer. Feeling the genuine warmth from the other woman, she returned a bright smile. “Dr. Bishop, thank you so much.”

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