Chapter: 1679

After the two got outside the house, Alberto's assistant, who was in a suit, entered.

"I'm back, Mr. Gibson."

Taking a glance at him, Alberto asked, “Is everything ready?"

"Yes, sir. But the environment in that place isn't comparable to your house. Do you really want to move in there? It'll be inconvenient for you to go upstairs and downstairs. Are you sure about this?

Since you want to keep Miss Bennet by your side, is it not possible that she moves in here with you instead?"

"She's not going to do that," Alberto answered firmly.

Hearing this, his assistant felt puzzled.

Alberto, riding the wheelchair, went towards the garden. His assistant followed behind him.

"The distance between this house and the Bennet family's is neither too far nor too near." Alberto didn't explain in detail, but his assistant quickly understood what he meant.

In fact, Alberto Gibson was none other than Victor Sullivan.

Victor knew Rachel well. Since the Gibson Mansion wasn't that far from the Bennet family's residence, Rachel would rather travel for an hour and a half instead of moving in.

"You are indeed considerate, Mr. Gibson," the assistant commented.

Victor stared blankly at the plum blossoms in the garden. His eyes showed no emotion.

After seeing the doctor off, Mason saw that Victor and his assistant were in the garden. In his anger, he couldn't help but yell, “The doctor reminded you to take a good rest! What are you doing there in the cold wind? Do you have a death wish?"

"Mason."

Hearing Alberto's voice, Mason stopped mid-step, and it was as if he regained his senses. Sighing deeply, he said, "If you really want to be with Miss Bennet, your number one priority must be to take care of yourself.

How will she be willing to marry you if you're so unhealthy?"

After a moment of silence, Victor let out a bitter smile and asked back, "Will she be willing to marry me?"

After exchanging glances with his assistant, Mason tried to encourage him.

“You treat her so well. She has no reason to reject you. I'm sure that she will say yes."

“You're wrong. I didn't treat her well."

Early the next morning, Lila went upstairs and knocked on the door of Rachel's bedroom.

"Good morning, Miss Bennet. Someone's here and is expecting you. He said he's here to pick you up."