I Become A CEO After Divorce

Chapter 1065: Hoping You'Ll Find Happiness

Chapter 1065: Hoping You'll Find Happiness

In the hospital room, only Sandy, Brandon, and a partially reclined Olive remained.

Olive looked at Brandon, then at Sandy, and chuckled, "Why don't you two have a seat? The way

you're standing there, I almost thought you came to interrogate me."

She turned to Brandon, grinning mischievously. "Brandon, you're not really here to interrogate me, are

you?"

Brandon raised an eyebrow playfully. "No."

Olive nodded in acknowledgment. "I'm feeling a bit thirsty. Brandon, could you fetch me a glass of

water?"

Olive wanted to separate Brandon from the conversation, though not too conspicuously. Her request

seemed straightforward, even somewhat candid.

Brandon looked at Olive.

"Go help Miss Longman get some water. I'll stay here," Sandy chimed in before Brandon could

respond.

Brandon glanced at Sandy and finally left the room.

The excuse for fetching water was pale, and Brandon didn't actually bring back any water when he left.

The room fell silent.

"Please, have a seat. It's tiring to stand while pregnant," Olive suggested, her voice gentle.

Sandy didn't hesitate and took a seat in the chair by the bed.

Olive looked openly at Sandy, her gaze assessing.

After a pause, Olive asked, "Miss Thompson, how did you meet Brandon?"

Sandy pondered Olive's question for a few seconds before responding softly, "A few years ago, I came This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

to Viteto for a commercial shoot. Brandon helped me fend off fans."

At that time, Sandy was gaining recognition, though she wasn't yet a star. However, her portrayal of a

character in a role had drawn intense scrutiny and criticism. Fans swarmed her, hurling insults and

curses, failing to separate the character from the actor.

Ignoring the distinction between fiction and reality, they relentlessly harassed her. It was Brandon who

finally pulled her away from the crowd, rescuing her from the siege.

The winter in Viteto was freezing, making every breath feel like it could freeze in mid-air.

When they first met, they interlocked fingers and ran together for who knew how long. Even when they

stopped to catch their breaths, their fingers remained entwined.

As the tumult subsided, they hesitated to let go of each other's hands.

Their interaction began that way.

Gradually, they started taking steps toward each other. Their feelings deepened as Brandon followed

Sandy, accompanying her.

Eventually, Sandy yielded, nodding her consent. And so, they had been together for all these years.

Sandy had avoided scandals, and any that arose were obviously contrived.

"So, you were saved by a hero," Olive commented after hearing Sandy's story.

Sandy nodded, chuckling. "You could say that, although he's the hero, and I'm not the beauty."

Olive laughed. "In Brandon's eyes, you are."

Sandy met Olive's gaze, ready to respond, but Olive spoke first, "You know, when I hadn't met you in

person, I thought Brandon might be attracted to your appearance. But after talking to you for a while, I

think he genuinely likes you, even loves you."

Olive sighed, then smiled at Sandy. "Miss Thompson, you should thank me."

Sandy looked at Olive, puzzled.

"If it weren't for my impulsive decision to leave Brandon back then, you probably wouldn't be here with

him now."

Sandy paused, then smiled. "Thank you."

"I thought that no matter when I returned, Brandon would be by my side, choosing me. But I forgot that

Brandon isn't the type to wait around after someone abandons him. He moved on, distanced himself,

yet he didn't completely cut ties, likely out of consideration for the bond we shared growing up."

Olive fell silent for a moment before continuing, "Brandon is a good person. I hope you both find

happiness."

Sandy had expected Olive to address more contentious topics, but hearing these well-wishing words,

she suddenly felt her own perspective was narrow.

"Why? Did you think I'd say something to drive you away from Brandon?" Olive asked, breaking the

silence and glancing at Sandy.

Sandy looked back at Olive. "I did think that."

Olive smiled. "Don't worry. I won't."

Hearing Olive's words, Sandy felt a sense of acceptance, akin to a female lead in a TV show gaining

approval from the male lead's parents.

Perhaps Brandon was worried about a potential conflict between Sandy and Olive, as he entered the

room shortly thereafter. His presence seemed to ease the tension, at least somewhat.

"Concerned I might be mistreating her?" Olive said, catching sight of Brandon as he walked in.

Brandon raised a hand to pinch his brow, then walked over to Sandy. "Not quite."

Olive looked at Brandon and suddenly chuckled. "You know, I was a fool. The cut I inflicted should have

been aimed at you."

Brandon arched an eyebrow. "Want to try now?"

Olive shook her head. "Even if I did, I couldn't bring myself to do it."

She had proven capable of shocking everyone with her audacity, but when it came to Brandon, she

couldn't muster the same cruelty. The conversation had cleared the air somewhat.

When Mr. Longman and Mrs. Longman entered, Brandon exchanged greetings and bid farewell to

Olive, then led Sandy out. Nelson followed them.

"Care to grab a meal together sometime?" Nelson asked quietly when they reached the hospital

entrance.

Brandon nodded. "Sure, let's make plans."

Nelson had wanted to ask Brandon about the company, but with Sandy around, he understood the

situation. He nodded, greeted Brandon and Sandy, and left ahead of them.

With Nelson gone, Brandon took Sandy's hand. "Let's head back."

Sandy nodded and followed Brandon to their car.

With Olive's situation resolved, both of their spirits had lightened considerably.

Brandon had originally intended to take Sandy home first, but they received a call from Berton on their

way. He needed Brandon to visit the company. So, instead of going home, they went to the company.