Not Your Doormat Anymore novel Chapter 7

I bluntly continued, "Our family runs a business, not a charity. Otherwise, just go get a loan. I'd like to see if any bank would be willing to lend to Newton Group."

The private hospitals under Newton Group were involved in a major scandal in the past. Their reputation took a huge hit when the counterfeit drugs they bought at a low price led to several deaths. Many of them have since closed down.

Now that Casey was suddenly rushing to get our wedding photos taken, I was sure she'd urge us to register our marriage next.

Once she married me, she'd be able to secure a bank loan using Ranford Corporation's name to sustain the Newton family and save some of their hospitals. After that, they would just need to wait for my research to turn things around.

In my past life, it was my research's success that restored Newton Group.

Casey's gaze wavered as she was rendered speechless. After a while, she said, "You never used to be this pushy, Jace."

"That depends on who I'm talking to." I closed my eyes, not bothering to look at her exasperated expression.

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We arrived at the studio about 30 minutes later. Before we could even step inside, a familiar voice said, "Are you here to get your wedding photos taken, Cass and Mr. Ranford?"

Casey's eyes lit up when she saw Andrew. I stood beside her and said nothing.

She glanced at me and said, "This studio belongs to Andrew's friend. Let's head in together—we might even get a discount!"

I didn't call them out on their little ploy and walked in nonchalantly.

I got a call from the hospital halfway through—one of the patients had taken a turn for the worse and needed urgent care.

After giving out instructions, I stepped into the changing room only to find Andrew zipping up Casey's dress. Her back was fully exposed to him, while his hand rested on the small of her back.

They were standing close to each other, and the air between them was thick with romantic tension.

Andrew looked prim and proper after changing into a suit, seemingly matching Casey well.

Beside them, the salesperson happily said, "Your wife looks absolutely stunning in this wedding dress, sir. She matches you well!"

Casey smiled bashfully, not correcting the salesperson.

Andrew, too, felt shy as he slowly said, "How about you take this dress, then? It matches your skin tone well."