?


    After all, Brandon was his nephew-wasn''t he being a bit too obvious about trying to set someone up with his nephew''s girlfriend? Damon nodded confidently. "I''m sure."


    "I can tell that Vrie likes Brandon a lot. Otherwise, she wouldn''t have gone drinking just because of him. But fine, you can pass him on to me. If Brandon doesn''t treat her well, I''ll introduce her to someone else," N said.


    "No." Damon tly refused.


    "Why not?" N asked.


    "If I could, I''d delete all the male contacts in your phone, so there''s no way I''d be introducing you to anyone new," Damon stated.


    N was rendered speechless. She shot him a look and then turned her attention back to her meal, ignoring him.


    After lunch, Damon had to attend a meeting, and N went downstairs.


    Later that afternoon...


    While N was working in theb, she suddenly received a call from the hospital.


    "Ms. Kinsey, your father fell down the stairs. You need toe to the hospital immediately," the hospital staff urged.


    N rushed to the hospital.


    Harrison was simply waiting for his consent forms for surgery to be signed. With trembling hands, she signed the papers and then asked the nurse about Harrison''s condition.


    The nurse shook her head. "I don''t know the details either. We''ll know more after the surgery."


    "Alright..." N nodded.


    Soon after, Damon arrived.


    Seeing N''s pale face, heforted her, "N, don''t worry. He''ll be fine."


    "Mm, but I''m still scared..." N muttered.


    "Don''t be scared. I''ll stay with you," Damon reassured.


    Time passed slowly until the door to the operating room finally opened and the doctor walked out.


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    N let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, I understand. Thank you, doctor."


    Not long after, Harrison was wheeled out.


    Seeing his eyes closed and his pale face, N felt a pang.


    If only she hadn''t agreed to let him live alone when he had asked for it-if she had insisted on him staying with them, maybe this wouldn''t have happened.


    A wave of guilt swept over her.


    Noticing her emotions, Damon gently pulled her into his arms and whispered, "N, some things are beyond our control. Don''t me yourself." "Mm," she hummed.


    The nurse transferred Harrison to a hospital room and gave some aftercare instructions before leaving.


    N stayed by his bedside for a while, making sure he was stable before she finally felt some relief.


    She turned to tell Damon, "There''s so much going on at thepany. You should go back to work. I''ll stay here with him."


    "It''s fine. I''ll stay here with you. The work can wait until tomorrow," Damon said.


    They sat together in the hospital hallway, neither of them speaking.


    An hour or soter...


    Harrison woke up.


    N quickly called the nurse over.


    After the nurse checked on him, she instructed, "He can''t eat or drink for the next six hours. After that, he can start with liquids." "Okay," N replied.


    After the nurse left, N sat down next to the bed. "Dad, how do you feel? Does your wound hurt?"


    "It doesn''t," Harrison answered.


    Seeing that Harrison seemed to be okay, N asked, "You''re usually so careful when walking. How did you suddenly fall down the stairs?"


    A hint of unease flickered in


    Harrison''s eyes. "Wren came to see me today. I told her to leave, but she refused. We got into a bit of a push and pull, and I identally fell down the stairs."