I Become A CEO After Divorce novel Chapter 1098

Chapter 1098: I Hope I'm the Tenth One

Nelson stood in the restroom, phone in hand, for quite some time before finally putting it away and heading out. Just as he was leaving, he coincidentally bumped into Sandy coming out of the women's restroom.

Nelson paused his steps and smiled at Sandy, "Hey, sis-in-law."

Sandy nodded in acknowledgment, recalling what she had overheard, "Your... family doesn't know?"

Upon hearing Sandy's question, Nelson let out a wry chuckle, "It's a tricky path. If I tell them too early, they might dig a ten-meter-deep hole in front of me to bury me."

Sandy laughed softly at Nelson's reply, "So, have you figured out how to tell them? What if your family doesn't agree?"

"In situations like this, out of ten families, nine won't agree. I hope I'm the tenth," Nelson replied with a sigh.

Sandy nodded, "May your wish come true."

"Thanks."

Changing the subject, Nelson suggested, "Let's head back. Brandon might get worried if he can't find you."

Sandy agreed with a nod and followed Nelson.

Seeing Sandy and Nelson approaching, Brandon and Jim, who had been engrossed in a conversation, glanced over. "Why are you two together now? Weren't you going to fetch something?" Brandon asked.

Jim turned to Nelson and inquired, "What happened?"

Nelson sighed, "Brandon said he forgot something in the office. It's not in the car."

Having known each other for years, Nelson and Brandon shared an unspoken understanding. "Yeah, I left something on my desk. Made Nelson run all the way for nothing," Brandon added casually.

Jim accepted their explanation without further thought. "Have you picked out your dresses?"

Sandy responded, "We've chosen a few and tried them on. They look great."

Jim nodded, "I'll have my assistant help you finalize your choices. Once you've selected the dresses, give them to me, and I'll find matching suits for Mr. Hawkins."

Sandy handed over her tablet, showing Jim the selected dresses. After reviewing them, Jim nodded, "Nelson, come with me to get them."

Jim turned to Brandon and Sandy, "You two continue."

Brandon agreed, "Sure."

As Jim and Nelson walked away, Sandy approached Brandon, "Brandon, do you think they can really make it?"

Brandon focused his gaze on Sandy, "Why the sudden question?"

Sandy recounted the restroom conversation to him in a hushed tone, "I think Nelson has something on his mind, and Jim doesn't know."

Brandon replied, "This path was never an easy one. Whether they succeed or not depends on them."

"If their families don't support them, the road will only get harder."

Sandy, being part of the entertainment industry, had witnessed her fair share of similar situations. She knew that Nelson and Jim's case wasn't unique.

The worst outcome could involve physical and emotional pain for both parties, and their families might be exhausted as well. If things went well, the relationship might survive, but if luck wasn't on their side, they might never reconcile and even become enemies.

Sandy sighed, "I hope they're the lucky ones."

Brandon reached out and gently ruffled Sandy's hair, "Let's focus on the dress shopping. Nelson will handle his own matters."

Sandy nodded, not pressing the issue any further. After all, Nelson and Jim's relationship was a private matter, and they had no right to interfere.

In the men's formal wear department, Jim diligently helped Brandon find a matching suit for Sandy's dress. Once they were done, he turned his attention to Nelson, who seemed distracted.

"You lied just now," Jim suddenly said.

Taken aback, Nelson looked at Jim, "What?"