Chapter: 861

I couldn't help but wonder why someone as remarkable as you couldn't win her heart?"

Kaiden inwardly retorted, "Kason has his own merits, and Sean isn't too shabby either."

"Grandpa, I've got this. You don't need to worry about me. Just focus on taking care of yourself."

With a dismissive wave, Kason pivoted, deep in thought. Norah's marksmanship surpassed his expectations, each shot striking the target with pinpoint accuracy.

Devonte's glare intensified. "So, you think I'm getting old, do you?

My last wish is to witness you finding love and starting a family.

You're well into your thirties and still flying solo."

Caught in the relentless grip of familial expectations, Kason found himself unable to evade the pressure to settle down. With a hint of resignation, he countered, "Grandpa, may you see a century and more.

Let's not dwell on such somber thoughts, shall we?"

Kaiden's head bobbed in enthusiastic agreement. “Absolutely! The Supernatural Doctor has your back. You're going to live to a hundred, scratch that, two hundred years!"

“Enough, I'm not oblivious to my own health condition. Kaiden, you and Kason are close, but didn't you offer him any advice about getting girls?"

Kaiden absorbed Devonte's words, silently whispering in his heart, "I did offer him guidance, but fate had already intervened. Kason and Norah were destined to walk separate paths.”

Rubbing his chin in contemplation, Kaiden found Devonte's words resonating deeply within. In his view, Kason's exceptional qualities were undeniable. If Norah couldn't find happiness with Sean, perhaps there was still hope for Kason to be with her.

After Kason endured an hour-long barrage of Devonte's nagging, Kaiden finally wheeled Devonte away.

Kason shot Kaiden a chilling glare that sent shivers down the latter's spine, prompting a hasty retreat.

Kason retrieved his phone, fingers tracing over the screen as he scrolled through his chat history with Norah. The final message dated back to the day of the case closure. Since then, silence enveloped their conversation.

Her profile picture underwent a transformation, now portraying a luminous full moon against a backdrop of twinkling stars, casting an enchanting glow that captivated the eye.

A wave of melancholy washed over him, realizing he was no longer essential in Norah's life; she could illuminate her path with her own radiance.

As his family aged, Kason felt the weight of time pressing down upon him, urging him to act without delay. He couldn't bear the thought of his grandpa departing with unfulfilled wishes. Plus, now that he was no longer bound by military service, he could prioritize building a stable home for his future wife.

Clutching his phone tightly, Kason's thoughts turned bitter as he contemplated the path laid out before him. Resigned to his fate, he resolved to seek companionship built on mutual respect and courtesy, accepting it as the script of his life.

As the workday neared its end, Gil summoned Norah into his office.

"Norah, Susanna's treatment plan has been solidified. The focus is on managing potential complications and infections after engraftment. I opted not to delve into all the details with her, fearing it might instill fear."

Gil laid out Susanna's leukemia treatment plan on the desk, a tangible manifestation of the collaborative efforts between him and Norah. Taking a seat on the opposite side of the couch, he prepared to delve into the discussion.

"She's aware of your identity and anticipates your involvement in the surgery. However, the reality is it'll be as challenging as before, with hurdles to overcome," Gil explained candidly.