Chapter 905:
“Grandma, I’ve already said how I feel. I’ve always seen Vickie as nothing more than a sister. I don’t have any romantic interest in her,” Dylan answered with a slight frown.
Dylan’s grandfather, Herbert, had a comrade-in-arms named Vinson Cullen, and Vickie was Vinson’s granddaughter. Vinson had once saved Herbert’s life when they were young.
Vickie’s parents had long perished in a car crash when she was just a child. Vinson, afraid she’d grow up alone, had asked Herbert to watch over her on his deathbed.
After Vinson passed away, Vickie had been taken in by the Scott family, raised like one of their own.
Herbert had always hoped Dylan would someday marry Vickie—but Dylan had long made it clear he had no romantic interest in her.
“But it was your grandfather’s last wish…” Margot murmured with a deep sigh, her voice heavy with conflicted sorrow.
Margot never wanted to push Dylan into something he didn’t want, but she couldn’t shake the memory of Herbert’s eyes—the desperate, pleading look he gave her before he died. He’d asked her to try to bring Dylan and Vickie together. Given Dylan’s distant nature, she’d assumed he’d never fall in love. Therefore, she had thought she’d persuade him to marry Vickie when the time was right. Who would have thought that there would be a woman who could actually capture Dylan’s heart?
“Grandma, love isn’t something you can force. Grandpa’s wish was his own hope—not mine. I never agreed to it, and no one’s dying wish should become a chain around my neck.” Dylan stood his ground, unwavering and resolute. He wouldn’t bend—not for anyone. He’d finally met the woman who stirred something deep in him, someone he wanted to spend forever with—and he wouldn’t let go of those feelings. Even if Christina never returned his feelings, he still wouldn’t marry Vickie.
𝓞𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: ⳑ𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗲𝗅𝘀⍿𝖼𝗈𝗆
Margot always knew that Dylan had been assertive, reserved, and unyielding since he was a child. But even she was surprised by how much he’d said just now.
Margot had heard from Chloe how special Christina was to Dylan, but she hadn’t quite believed it. Now, she knew without a doubt—Christina truly held a place in Dylan’s heart.
Margot slowly remarked, “I truly appreciate Miss Jones for helping stabilize Chloe’s condition this time, but surely, there must be another way to repay her kindness.”
Thanks to Christina’s involvement, Chloe had finally secured a rare opportunity to be treated by the legendary healer, King. Margot couldn’t help but wonder if Dylan’s interest in Christina stemmed from gratitude—if this was his way of repaying the favor. After all, the bond between the siblings had always been unshakably strong. Dylan doted on his sister more than words could capture.
“Grandma, this has nothing to do with repaying a debt. I genuinely have feelings for Christina. She’s the only woman I will ever love in this life,” Dylan said, his tone cold but sincere.
It was the first time Margot had ever heard him speak so plainly and honestly. The gravity of his words caught her off guard. This was a rare moment in Dylan’s life—one where he cast aside his usual reserve to confess his affection toward a woman.
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