"Why?"
"Because Dad’s health isn’t good, and I don’t want him to leave without peace of mind because of us,"
said Ethan Ford.
This answer made Ivy Kensington feel even worse.
"But..."
"Ivy," Ethan interrupted her, saying, "We’ll have a fake marriage, and after Dad is gone, we’ll get a divorce. At least Dad can spend his final days peacefully."
Ethan Ford analyzed calmly and thoughtfully, genuinely considering Theodore Ford’s feelings.
Ivy pondered.
A fake marriage...
Ethan continued, "I know you don’t have feelings for and just see as a brother, so I won’t force you. I donated my kidney to save you before, and it was my voluntary choice. You don’t need to feel guilty about it."
Every word Ethan spoke was very tactful. If he had tried to force Ivy into marriage by being tough or using the kidney donation against her, she might have had the courage to refuse him.
But the gentler he was, the more she didn’t know how to respond.
Seeing her deep in thought, Ethan remained silent, just sitting quietly beside her, waiting for her answer.
A confident smile played at the corners of his lips.
These past four years, he had co to know Ivy’s character very well.
She responds to gentleness, not coercion, and values family deeply.
Sure enough, after a few minutes, Ivy nodded, "I’ve thought it through. We’ll do as you said, with a fake marriage first."
Ethan lowered his gaze, hiding the calculation in his eyes. When he looked up again, he gently touched Ivy’s head with a smile.
"Ivy, sorry for putting you through this."
Once this decision was made, the Ford Family promptly announced the wedding news.
Sharon Langley inquired, "Ivy, are you really going to marry Ethan Ford? What about Master Blackwood?"
Others might not see it, but Sharon knew the complicated feelings between Ivy and Sebastian Blackwood. It’s not easy to let go.
Ivy nodded, "I’m certain."
As for Sebastian Blackwood, they had long since divorced.
Upon hearing this, Sharon patted Ivy’s shoulder, "Alright, whatever you decide, I support you."
Over the years, the two of them had only gotten through it by supporting each other.
A week flew by, and the Ford Group wedding was already on schedule.
On the day of the wedding, it dominated the entire trending topics.
[OMG, this really is the stuff of legends, turning into a family marriage! I’m loving this pseudo-incestuous plot!]
[I have to say, Ivy’s destined for handso guys. Her first was Master Blackwood, stunningly handso, and her second is Young Master Ford, equally dashing!]
[When will such good fortune co my way? Boohoo. Well, I still wish the newlyweds happiness!]
The hot topics were endless, and Ivy was in the dressing room getting ready, with Theodore Ford by her side.
Watching her put on her bridal makeup, the smile on his face was impossible to hide.
"Ivy, from now on, you and Ethan must be happy and fulfilled, so your father can be at ease."
Seeing Theodore’s genuine joy, Ivy felt much better inside.
"Dad, don’t worry, we’ll be very happy."
Theodore held her hand and chatted with her for a while before having soone wheel him to the outdoor part of the wedding.
After the makeup artist finished, they followed, and there was still half an hour before the wedding officially began.
Even though it was a fake marriage, the process was all there, and Ivy was exhausted.
During this half-hour break, she just wanted to rest a bit.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she closed her eyes, a cold hand suddenly clamped around her neck!
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