Lady Hyde was suddenly diverted by him, "Really?!"
Brandan nodded, "Yeah. It’s true. Soone contacted today, and they’ve found a matching bone marrow."
"That’s wonderful... That’s truly wonderful..." Lady Hyde was so overco with emotion that tears welled up in her eyes, murmuring continually, "It’s really a blessing from heaven... really is..."
She covered her mouth, unable to hold back her tears of joy.
Brandan lifted his hand and gently stroked his mother’s shoulder, comforting her.
After crying for a while, Lady Hyde gradually cald down. She looked up at Brandan, hesitated for a mont, and then asked, "Brandan, is sothing wrong?"
"Hm?"
"Why do you..." Lady Hyde looked at Brandan’s expression, "seem not so happy?"
Brandan was taken aback, then smiled a bit, "No. Being able to save her, of course, I’m very happy."
Looking at his face, Lady Hyde sohow felt that his eyes seed dark and a bit dim.
Iris Harris finally found a suitable bone marrow match, so why didn’t Brandan seem joyful at all? It shouldn’t be... He was clearly so looking forward to saving her...
Could it be... there’s a problem with the donor?
"Brandan, be honest with ," Lady Hyde looked at him, "Did that person make things difficult for you sohow?"
Brandan shook his head, "Mom, don’t overthink it. I’m fine. As long as she gets better, what else could I wish for..."
His tone gradually lowered, after a while, he sighed and stood up from the bench, "She’s probably finished eating by now. I’ll go see her."
"Yes, okay."
Lady Hyde responded, watching Brandan enter the hospital room. She hesitated for a mont, not walking away, just sitting on the bench.
Every ti Brandan and Iris et, they always clash; it’s better for her to guard and intervene in ti.
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Iris Harris had just finished her dinner.
The nurse ca in to take the leftover food away. She lifted the blanket, intending to get off the bed for so fresh air.
Just as she put her feet down, she heard the door open.
Iris thought Lady Hyde had returned and looked up towards the door, only to accidentally et Brandan’s eyes.
As their eyes t, she was slightly startled, and then slowly withdrew her gaze.
"Are you getting out of bed?" he walked over, "Where are you going? I’ll help you."
"..." Iris slightly pressed her lips, "What are you doing here?"
Brandan stood in front of her, lowering his eyes to look at her face.
His gaze swept over her face inch by inch, as if trying to imprint her image in his heart.
It was already a situation where seeing each other once ant one less eting.
In the future, who knows if they’ll et again.
In this world, there will no longer be an Iris Harris.
The woman who had entangled him for ten years, this ti he finally managed to drive her away as he wished.
Brandan whispered, "Ca to see you. I miss you."
Iris lowered her eyes, her lips slightly moved, revealing a hint of a sarcastic smile.
Without saying anything else, she just pulled her feet back and sat back on the bed.
"Now that you’ve seen enough, can you leave?"
"Do you hate that much now?"
Upon hearing this, Iris slowly lifted her eyes to look at him.
"If I say yes," her smile carried a hint of playfulness, "are you going to hit again?"
Brandan thought to himself, when have I ever hit you? But recalling what he had done before, he had nothing to say.
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