Love at First Sight? Mr. Harrison Has Been Scheming All Along-Chapter 158: "Will We... Really Get Married?

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Chapter 158: Chapter 158: "Will We... Really Get Married?

Sean Harrison lowered his gaze, studying the woman before him carefully.

He recalled her mentioning that she had never celebrated a birthday and had once secretly eaten a birthday cake someone else had thrown away.

He said, "A girl, let’s hope."

He couldn’t be part of her past, but he wanted to be a good husband and give her a bright future.

If they had a daughter, he would dote on her, to make up for the joys his wife had missed in her own childhood.

"Okay, then let’s hope for a girl," Rory Linden said with a smile. "But even if it’s a boy, that’s fine too. Our child will definitely grow up healthy and strong."

The red wine had just about finished breathing, and the two returned to the dining table.

The dinner was delicious.

The red wine was delicious.

Rory Linden’s tolerance for alcohol was, as usual, quite low. She drank nearly two glasses of red wine with her meal, and by the time they finished, her face was already flushed and she was visibly tipsy.

She propped her right elbow on the table, rested her cheek in her palm, and tilted her head, quietly watching the man across from her who was still eating.

After coming home, Sean Harrison had only taken off his jacket; he was still in his dress shirt.

He wasn’t wearing a tie, revealing a small patch of skin at his collar.

His sleeves were casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing the taut lines of muscle as he handled his knife and fork.

Then there was his face.

From any angle, the man’s face was flawless. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

With her mind in a bit of a haze, Rory Linden suddenly asked, "Are we... really going to get married?"

The man lifted his gaze to her. "We will."

When faced with such questions from her, his answers were always direct.

"Then you can’t lie to me... or else... or else..." Rory Linden pouted, thought about it seriously, and then finished, "Or else there’s nothing I could do about it anyway..."

If Sean Harrison changed his mind.

’What could she do?’

Sean Harrison put down his metal fork and took another sip of red wine.

He looked at her. "Do you like kids? What if we don’t have any children in the future..."

"No, that won’t do. Of course we have to have kids." Rory Linden cut him off, talking as if to herself. "I’m going to be so good to my child. I’ll take them to amusement parks, celebrate their birthdays... Whatever other kids have, my child will have it too..."

Rory Linden felt her own childhood had been too miserable.

She wanted to have a child and be good to them, as a way to make up for her own childhood.

Sean Harrison’s lips curved into a slight smile. "Mm, we will."

Rory Linden smiled and nodded. "Yes, we definitely will."

By the time Sean Harrison finished his meal, Rory Linden, thanks to her low alcohol tolerance, had already fallen asleep with her head on the table.

Sean Harrison walked to the other side of the table and carried her to the master bedroom.

As for himself, he went to the guest bedroom to sleep for the night.

’He wanted to sleep with her...’

’But...’

’He also wanted her to be safe.’

-

「The next day」

Sean Harrison drove to the same hospital again and voluntarily asked for medication.

But the doctor refused.

The doctor’s reason for refusal was that his condition wasn’t typical, and that he could either be observed for a while longer or see a psychologist.

Sean Harrison asked the doctor again, very seriously, "It’s possible this isn’t a mental illness, right?"

"Correct." The doctor nodded firmly. "Your behavior might be related to your past experiences. You could try treatments like hypnosis to resolve the issue."

"Okay, thank you."

This was definitely good news for Sean Harrison.

If he didn’t have a mental illness, he would have nothing left to worry about.

Ethan Dixon had accompanied Sean Harrison to the hospital.

When he came out of the consultation room, Ethan Dixon was waiting outside.

"President Harrison, I’ve more or less finished the investigation you requested about Senior President Harrison. In the ten years before his passing, he had close financial ties with a total of seven women. One of these women has a teenage son, but it’s currently unconfirmed if he’s Senior President Harrison’s."

Ethan Dixon reported his findings.

The messy affairs of Sean Harrison’s father before his death weren’t actually that hard to investigate.

It was easy enough to find out by checking the financial transactions.

During those years, Charlotte Rhodes was abroad with Sean Harrison.

His father had been unscrupulous back home, not even bothering to hide these kinds of accounts.

"Mm, show them to my mother."

Sean Harrison’s familial affection for Charlotte Rhodes had long since faded.

The only thing connecting them now was blood.

At this point, the two men were already in the car.

Ethan Dixon sat in the driver’s seat. As he drove, a troubled expression appeared on his face. "President Harrison, your mother was just hospitalized. Maybe now isn’t..."

"Send it. What she knows might be even more detailed than what we’ve found." Sean Harrison was in the back seat, leaning against the seatback in a comfortable position. "The doctor suggested I find a psychologist who knows hypnosis."

He had barely slept at all last night.

Now that his mood had relaxed a little today, he was finally starting to feel a bit drowsy.

He had just closed his eyes...

BANG!

A loud, jarring sound rang out.

The car had been hit from behind!

Sean Harrison rubbed his temples with his fingers, waiting for Ethan Dixon to get out and check.

A car like theirs rarely got into accidents.

Most drivers, upon seeing such a luxury car, would want to stay a million miles away. Any contact was usually just a minor scrape.

They had been in a few accidents before, and even when it was the other party’s fault, Sean Harrison never made them pay for damages.

The repair costs, whether tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, weren’t much to him.

But for an ordinary family, it was an astronomical sum.

Ethan Dixon opened his door and got out.

The car door was self-closing.

Before the door had swung shut, he heard Ethan Dixon say, "Miss Willow?"

Nadia Willow.

Sean Harrison already knew who it was.

He pretended not to hear and continued to rest.

During the time Rory Linden was in the countryside, Nadia Willow had faked amnesia, staged a suicide attempt, and played the innocent victim.

She had been much quieter lately.

’It seems,’ he thought, ’she still hasn’t given up.’

Sean Harrison had actually been able to sense the evolution of Nadia Willow’s feelings for him over the years.

When they were young, Nadia Willow had despised him, and the two had almost no interaction.

When he was bullied in middle school, Nadia Willow had been one of the perpetrators, mainly responsible for coming up with the plans.

Back then, the look in her eyes when she saw him was one of contempt and indifference.

He didn’t know when it started, but at some point, Nadia Willow’s attitude towards him gradually began to change.

Initially, at Summerwind Estate, he had hated Rory Linden’s face.

But after he changed, seeing Nadia Willow’s face, so similar to Rory’s, he hadn’t minded her staying by his side.

He couldn’t return to his home country to see Rory Linden.

’It was nice to at least be able to see a face so similar to hers.’

He just never expected that a passing whim would turn into such a hassle now.

Just as Sean Harrison was waiting with his eyes closed for Ethan Dixon to handle the matter...

KNOCK, KNOCK.

There were two taps on the window next to him.

He opened his eyes slightly.

Nadia Willow was standing outside the window, head tilted, a smile on her face that didn’t suit her age.

Sean Harrison didn’t spare her a second glance. He immediately took out his phone, dialed Ethan Dixon’s number, and said, "Get in the car. Let’s go."

Ethan Dixon said to Nadia Willow, "Miss Willow, President Harrison has other matters to attend to. We’ll be leaving now. You can handle your car repairs on your own."

"Hey, wait! I hit your car, I should pay for the damages!"

Nadia Willow deliberately spoke in a high-pitched voice.

Her tone was sickeningly sweet.

Ethan Dixon, knowing Sean Harrison’s personality, got straight back into the car, preparing to drive away.

Nadia Willow ran a few steps to the front of the car and pressed both hands on the hood, blocking their path.

Sean Harrison looked at Nadia Willow standing in front of the car.

He recalled her holding up a video of the three people living in the sanatorium and asking him, "If Miss Linden sees this, will she accept you? Or will she stay far, far away from you?"

Sean Harrison opened his car door.

And got out.

When Nadia Willow saw him get out of the car, her face lit up with joy.

Seeing this, Ethan Dixon also hurried out of the car.

Nadia Willow had just started walking toward Sean Harrison when he moved first, getting into the driver’s seat and shutting the door.

The next second, the car’s engine roared to life.

It shot forward in less than a second.