Page 2 of Ninety-nine times he refused my marriage proposal

Afterward, Bennett quietly slipped a spaghetti package into my hand.

He said, "You should eat something. The surgery will take a while longer."

Bennett thought I was just throwing a tantrum.

Like before, he habitually offered me something small to cheer me up.

This method always worked.

But deep down, I knew Bennett would never marry me.

Just two days ago, when I went to visit Bennett, I overheard his conversation with a colleague outside his office.

His colleague asked, "Bennett, that girl is already twenty-eight. Don't you plan to take responsibility for her?"

Bennett replied indifferently, "To me, she's my sister. We're ten years apart, and there won't be any feelings beyond sibling affection."

I clenched my trembling hands tightly, then carefully and quickly fled.

That night at midnight, Bennett felt intimate desire for me. Holding onto the thought of "one last time," I complied.

I cried, but he only thought it was because I was in pain.

Bennett doesn't understand me, just like nowhe still doesn't understand me.

I sat alone all night. Finally, at dawn, I received the good news that Grayson's emergency surgery was successful.

However, he still needed to be observed for some time.

After Bennett and I settled Grayson in properly, we discovered a stranger had come to the hospital room.

"Bennett!" A very pretty girl with bright eyes poked her head in.

Upon seeing her, Bennett immediately panicked and let go of my hand.

Before I could react, the girl opened the door and threw herself into his arms.

She said, "Your mom asked us to come home for lunch. I didn't expect to run into you here."

This girl had actually met Bennett's parents.

Bennett and I had been together for ten years, yet I didn't even know what his parents looked like.

The girl continued, "Your mom said she wants to discuss our engagement with us."

Looking at this girl who was about my age, I was stunned.

I asked, "What?"

The girl showed a surprised expression, looked me up and down several times, then tightly linked arms with Bennett.

Then she smiled and said, "You must be the sister Bennett talks about, right? I'm Emma Roberts. In a month, Bennett and I will be engaged. Didn't he tell you?"

For a long while, I couldn't find words to speak.

I just stared at Bennett, hoping he could give me an explanation.

But Emma stepped forward and took my hand.

She continued, "Although I'm still a year younger than you, since you're Bennett's sister, that makes you my sister too. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."

Despite having the same age gap with Bennett, she could openly be with him and get engaged, while I could only be called "sister."

Bennett turned his head away, saying nothing.

I coldly pulled my hand away from Emma's.

I said, "That won't be necessary. My father only has one daughterno sons. So I don't have a brother. Please leave and stop disturbing my father's rest."

After saying this, I turned and sat beside Grayson, ignoring them completely.

Bennett still wanted to say something to me, but Emma pulled him back.

Emma said, "Your father does need rest. We won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye."

Her tone was affectionate, as if she didn't mind my attitude at all.

But I still remembered the look she gave meone of scrutiny and smugness.

At that moment, I really wanted to confront Bennett.

But after they left, looking at Grayson who still hadn't opened his eyes, my heart gradually calmed down.

I had been entangled with Bennett for ten years.

I didn't want to continue this entanglement anymore.

Ayla was gone. Grayson's greatest wish was to see me marry a good man and not spend my life alone.

I decided to make my choice by drawing lots. I wrote the names of the five candidates Grayson had previously selected for me on pieces of paper, then crumpled them into balls.

After shaking my hands, one paper ball fell out.

Seeing the name on the paper ball, I was stunned.