Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

"If I can’t win, there’s still my dad, your dad, and your third dad! Finley, next time she scolds you, go up and bite her to death!"

Iris Seys’s eyes carried a hint of pride, brimming with energy and exceptionally radiant.

Finley Sutherland replied with a faint "hm".

Iris was accustomed to his indifference, grinned brightly, "From now on, I’ll protect you, stand behind me, I’ll fight for you!" As she spoke, Iris raised her hand, her small hand touched Finley’s forehead, "Finley, get well soon, don’t burn yourself silly, you’re already quite dumb, what if you get even sillier!"

"... Iris Seys, if you don’t know how to speak, shut up!" Finley retorted lowly.

Iris pointed at the butterfly flying in the garden, smiling, "Quick, catch one for me, I just helped you! Finley, go quickly! I want that yellow one!"

"... Wait here."

Seeing Iris’s charming smile, the sick Finley quietly responded and foolishly ran to catch a butterfly.

"Finley, you’re too dumb! It’s the yellow one! Yellow! Not the white one! So dumb!" Iris laughed with a hand on her belly, unreservedly mocking.

Finley glanced back to glare at Iris.

Iris held back her laughter, "I’ll help you, I’ll help you, really dumb!"

The two children joyfully caught butterflies in the hospital garden.

Daisy Grant chuckled softly, "With Iris here, little Finley is much livelier. Iris really is everyone’s joy. Childhood is wonderful, my second brother and I also had a very happy time."

"You’re still very happy now, from best friends to lifelong love, that’s rare." Nicole said with a smile.

"Yes, very rare indeed. Life is so long, how sad it would be not to spend it with someone you love. Thankfully, my second brother likes me too, and fortunately, we didn’t miss each other." Daisy and Nicole walked together, speaking softly, in low voices, "Actually, Jose Floyd has feelings for you, he wouldn’t rush from the accident scene to your engagement party without reason, this affection isn’t fake. Nicole, as a friend, I support whatever choice you make."

Nicole did not respond, remaining silent for a long time.

Daisy did not disturb her, and the two quietly followed the playful steps of the children.

Upstairs in the hospital.

Jorge Saxton helped Jose Floyd open the window, allowing the air to circulate in the ward, keeping the air fresh.

As the window opened, seeing the people playing in the hospital garden downstairs, Jorge paused, muttering, "Iris? Why is she at the hospital? Is she sick?"

Jorge’s muttering stopped Jose’s busy fingers typing on the bed with a laptop, he raised his eyes, "Your niece is downstairs?"

"Yes, and there’s Ni..." Jorge’s response was suddenly cut off.

But Jose knew the last word he didn’t say.

Nicole—downstairs?

What is she doing at the hospital?

Jose’s brows furrowed slightly, snapping his laptop shut with a bang, meeting Jorge’s questioning gaze, he said coldly, "Your niece came to the hospital, shouldn’t you, as her uncle, visit her? As brothers, I’ll accompany you to see your niece."

"...Is it really okay to use me as an excuse?" Jorge sneered.

Did he say he wanted an injured person to accompany him to see Iris? Jose, did you think too much?

Using him as an excuse with a face saying "Don’t be too touched," stop joking! He’s not accompanying him to care for the niece, clearly, he wants to get close to Iris’s aunt—Nicole!

Jose propped himself up, looking at Jorge, "Get me a wheelchair."

"... Your injury is on the head, what do you need a wheelchair for? To gain sympathy?!"