Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming!

Chapter 1286: The Girl with Fourteen Strokes, Unforgettable

Sponsored

In a cold voice, he implied that he had Andrea Greenwood standing by his bed, watching over him? The woman he wanted had always been only one.

Andrea’s enthusiastic face met indifference, making Jose Floyd’s sarcastic expression even more unbearable.

Olivia Summer couldn’t help but glance at Andrea and gently rebuked the just-awoken Jose Floyd: "Jose, is it wrong for Andrea to care about you? Don’t hurt those who truly care about you, only to get harmed by those heartless."

Olivia’s words referred to Nicole, and everyone understood it.

Jorge Saxton glanced at his brother, whose face was even paler on the hospital bed, and sighed inwardly. He softly spoke to Olivia, "Jose just woke up, Aunt Olivia, why don’t you and Andrea go home to make some soup or porridge for him, he can’t eat anything else for now. Camden and I will take care of things here, don’t worry."

Olivia nodded, "Jorge, I’ll leave it to you then. I’ll head home to make some soup for Jose."

"Alright."

Andrea’s gaze fell upon the indifferent Jose Floyd, her voice gentle: "Brother Jose, I’ll go home with Aunt Olivia to prepare food for you, focus on healing in the hospital."

Andrea followed Olivia out, and as they were leaving the ward, they heard Jose Floyd’s cold voice asking, "Where is she?"

That ’she’ referred to—Nicole.

Andrea’s eyes flashed with a chilling light and hatred.

She had done so much, consistently tried to get closer to Jose Floyd, hoping that he would notice her presence, but unexpectedly, he was cold and indifferent.

Waking up his thoughts were filled with Nicole, and now still Nicole, his mind was completely occupied by Nicole!

Yes, she couldn’t compare to the position Nicole held in Brother Jose’s heart, and certainly couldn’t compete with Nicole’s status as the Seys Family’s darling. So, to win, to marry Brother Jose, she could only secretly eliminate the obstacles in her path!

Nicole, blame only your fault for residing in Brother Jose’s heart! This is your death warrant!

Determined, Andrea followed Olivia’s steps nonchalantly, smiling gently, maintaining the appearance of the graceful, kind, gentle, virtuous Andrea on the surface.

In the hospital room.

Jorge Saxton pursed his lips, watching his friend turn cold as ice. After a long while, he spoke in a deep voice, "Jose, give it up. The engagement party for the Seys and Cooper families has concluded successfully, and Nicole is now the prospective Mrs. Cooper. In a few days, the news of the marriage alliance between the Seys and Cooper families will spread among the upper class of City C; she is already someone else’s soon-to-be bride."

Jose Floyd looked back at Jorge Saxton, his voice firm and full of coldness: "Jorge, I’m not dead yet, and you’re telling me to give up? I said, unless I die, I won’t let her become another man’s. A car accident didn’t kill me, so letting go is even more unlikely!"

"Jose, why must you be like this? There are countless girls in the world, not just Nicole; with your circumstances, what kind can’t you have?" Jorge Saxton’s tone was somewhat heavy and resigned.

Jose Floyd eyed Jorge Saxton, his gaze deep, lips as pale as snow, "There are countless girls in the world, why do you only want Lydia Brooke?"

"...."

Jorge Saxton stood by the window and instantly understood the meaning behind Jose Floyd’s words, without any response.

"There are so many women in the world, but only one that I am willing to reach out to. The year we first met, I extended my hand, and she placed hers in mine without hesitation, telling me.... her name was Nicole, the ’Nicole’ from shallow and tide."

"These two characters don’t have many strokes, fourteen in total, she was seventeen then. Just like that, the fourteen-stroke name ’Nicole’ was carved into my heart without warning."

"Even though over the years, I recall her ruthless manner of cutting me with a knife, I want to forget, yet I cannot."




🎧 Scoutpaw Cat Lofi
100%
🎧 Scoutpaw Cat Lofi — now playing