Chapter: 400

Bryson stepped out of Joanna's ward and settled onto a bench outside.

His gaze was fixed on the overhead light, his mind elsewhere.

He had been waiting for Norah and Derek to divorce. He had thought that Norah certainly wouldn't want to jump into another relationship so soon after her divorce.

Bryson had hoped that through their gradual interactions, they might eventually find their way to each other. Norah's beauty and competence were undeniable. How could he not be drawn to her?

Whenever Joanna went out with Norah, Bryson would discreetly ask about their conversations and activities, quietly keeping track of Norah.

As time passed, the men surrounding Norah seemed to outshine Bryson, leaving him feeling overshadowed.

Bryson could still remember the first time he had met Norah. At the time, he was worn down by the crisis looming over his company's potential bankruptcy. She, on the other hand, appeared before him like a radiant goddess, illuminating his world with her brightness.

"Do you want to save your company?" That was the first sentence Norah said to him, and that simple question from her was deeply etched in his memory.

Everything Norah did for him felt like a lifeline for his life's work, and he viewed her through that lens.

Regardless of her status, whether wealthy or in need, he vowed to treat her the same. Sadly for him, he never got the chance.

With a self-deprecating smile, Bryson bitterly accepted the fact that he was nothing more than Norah's friend's brother, and there was nothing he could do to bridge their gap.

Nonetheless, he promised himself that if there ever came a day he could fulfill that vow, he would do so without hesitation.

In the ward, only Joanna and Duncan remained.

Suddenly feeling flustered by some embarrassing thoughts, Joanna's cheeks flushed red. She lowered her head to eat fruits and avoided eye contact with Duncan. An awkward silence settled between them.

“Joanna, your friend has found her happiness. I'm curious when I'1L get to hear your good news." Duncan broke the silence.

Joanna was gravely injured and had to be confined to the hospital for a long time. It would take a while before she could be discharged. Well, at least until her wounds were mostly healed.

"It's too early to think about that yet," Joanna retorted with a chuckle. Unless she met someone as remarkable as Sean, why bother pursuing a relationship? Wasn't that just asking for trouble?

Embracing her own happiness was more than enough. Being the third wheel alongside Norah and Sean didn't sound that bad.

Duncan's eyes betrayed a hint of melancholy. "You're still young. No need to rush into thinking about it. Just remember, the one who truly cares for you will always be there for you. Anyway, I have some things to attend to, so I'll take my leave.”

Without waiting for Joanna's response, he left the room and happened to bump into Bryson who was seated outside.

"Mr. Andrews, still here?" Duncan asked.

"Ah, just replying to a message," Bryson replied with a polite smile.

"Mr. Garcia, are you heading back to base? See you around."

"Goodbye."