Fit For Your Love

Chapter 139 

The doctor left.Brayden came back with many things and saw the doctor coming out of the ward.

His complexion changed and he hurried over.

"Doctor, what happened?"

"Nothing.She wants to leave the hospital."

"Leave?"

Brayden frowned and immediately opened the door to enter.

Olivia was struggling to get out of bed with her hands over her shoulders.

He strode over and held her up.

Olivia was taken aback.

Seeing that it was him, she smiled.

"You are back."

Looking at her pale face and her smile, Brayden felt angry.

"Why do you want to leave?"

Olivia looked at the doctor who was walking away from the ward and said, "I am the designer of AK Company.Now AK is going to start a new brand in half a year.I don't have much time."

Brayden clenched his hand.

"Is work more important than your health?"

Olivia looked at him and the smile on her face was gradually replaced by determination.

"Yes."

"This is a rare opportunity for me.I won't give up."

Two days later, Olivia was discharged.

The doctor came to tell her what to pay attention to next.

Olivia listened carefully and wrote all the instructions down.

"Thank you, doctor"

"You don't have to thank me.I'm just doing what I have to do."

The doctor left and Brayden said, "Let's go."

"OK." © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

The two of them left the hospital and the car soon stopped outside a five-star hotel.

Olivia looked at the name of the hotel and said, "This is not the hotel I stayed in before"

"Yes, I booked this one.We're staying here for the time being."

Olivia paused and nodded.

She had to change a hotel.She couldn't stand Everett living right next to her.

Brayden took her in, put down her things, looked at his watch, and said, "Wait here for half an hour.I'll come up in half an hour."

"Okay, just go."

He must have some work to do.

He spent the past several days in the hospital with her, so he didn't have time to do anything.

Brayden looked at Olivia and put his hand on her face.

"Don't go anywhere until I come back, okay?"

There were many feelings in his eyes.

He seemed like hiding something.

Olivia, "OK"

If he didn't want to tell her, she wouldn't ask.

They would talk about it when he wanted to.

Brayden left.

Olivia looked at her watch and called Donald.

"Miss Hadley”

"Hey, do you have time this afternoon?"

"Yes, I'm at home."

"Okay, I've done my job here.I'll see you in the afternoon."

"Okay” Brayden didn't leave the hotel after coming out of Olivia's room, but took the elevator to the fifth floor.

The fifth floor was a banquet hall, which at this moment was used as a living room.

There were reporters taking pictures from time to time, and talking to people.

Brayden walked in, and his assistant immediately came over.

As the assistant came over, the reporter followed.

When they saw Brayden, they immediately pressed the shutter of the camera.

Brayden walked on the red carpet and sat in the chair on the stage.

"Today, I am holding a press conference here to announce two things." The sound of shutters rang out non-stop in the living room, and the lights flashed past Brayden's eyes.

"First, on the ninth day of next month, my girlfriend and I will get engaged.Second, we will get married on next Valentine's Day”

In a conference room of SHS Group.After the two-hour meeting, Everett left the conference room and returned to his office.As soon as he entered his office, his cell phone rang.

Davis put down the files and left.

Everett pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

"Mr.Weston, Mr.James is holding a press conference at Xincheng I lotel."

Everett looked up.

"What did he say?"

"Get engaged to her girlfriend an the ninth day of next month, and get married to her fiancée on next Valentine's Day"

The room was silent.

Everett, standing in front of his desk, looked out at the scenery, his eyes dark and deep.

Five seconds later, he said, "Find a reporter and tell him who my cx witc is."

The person on the phone instantly understood, "I knows"

After he hung up, Everett threw his phone on his desk, went ta the French window and lit a cigarette.

The smoke shrouded his features, and his dark eyes became blurry.

However this blur could not cover the coldness emanating from him.