Chapter 681
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Danny, who had been standing nearby, noticed the shift in Gorman’s expression and couldn’t help but feel genuinely happy for him. After a pause, Danny leaned closer and whispered, “Mr. Green, when are you planning to confess your feelings to Linsey?”
Gorman’s brow lifted slightly, a mild frown forming, though his eyes still held a hint of warmth. “What’s the hurry? I’ll tell her after the divorce is finalized.”
He wasn’t in a rush—he wanted everything to unfold just right.
No secrets. No pressure. Just sincerity and careful thought.
Unlike Collin, Gorman was determined to take his time and get it right.
After enjoying a peaceful and hearty breakfast together, Gorman and Linsey returned to the hospital—only to run into the Lawson family at the entrance.
“Linsey!” Myla called out with bright enthusiasm the moment she saw her.
Jeffery had told her last night how Linsey had managed to convince Carol to agree to the bone marrow match.
That news had touched Myla deeply. In her eyes, Linsey had always been a thoughtful and kind-hearted woman—but this made her seem even more admirable.
Linsey and Gorman exchanged a quick smile, then walked over together.
“Myla,” Linsey greeted with polite warmth.
Gorman followed suit with a refined smile. “Good morning, Mrs. Lawson.”
Myla smiled back warmly. “Good morning, both of you. The doctor said the match results should be out soon. We were too nervous to wait at home.”
Standing beside her were Jeffery and Cruz.
Linsey greeted them one by one, maintaining her grace.
Cruz gave her a kind smile. “How have you been feeling lately?”
𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲 ⬇ gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫽𝓬𝓸𝓶
“I’ve been doing fine,” Linsey replied gently.
Myla reached for Linsey’s hand and looked her over, visibly relieved. “You do look much better than before.”
At that moment, Carol returned from the restroom—and the second she saw Linsey, her mood darkened instantly. Her gaze dropped to where Myla held Linsey’s hand.
Right behind Carol stood Alexa, quiet and head lowered.
“You bitch!” Carol suddenly snapped.
She charged forward without thinking and tried to push Linsey, rage clouding her judgment.
But Gorman was faster. In a heartbeat, he stepped in front of Linsey, catching Carol’s wrist midair. His expression was ice-cold.
“Let go of me! That hurts!” Carol shrieked.
Myla’s face fell in disbelief. “Carol! This is a hospital—have you lost your mind?”
Gorman didn’t flinch. His voice was low and cutting. “Miss Lawson, don’t forget—I still have evidence of what you did to Linsey. If you don’t want more charges added to your name, I suggest you behave.”
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