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He Loved My Sister. I’m Better Off Without Him novel Chapter 28

Chapter 280

After I came back to Edinburgh, I threw myself into the world I had once loved, which was fashion design. With the experience I had accumulated and a sharp sense of the market, I cofounded a small studio with a close friend. From the very first project, we poured our hearts into every detail.

When our debut design unexpectedly won an industryleading award, major clients began seeking us out and several of our projects were chosen for highprofile campaigns. Our studio’s reputation soared almost overnight.

I poured nearly all my energy into my work, often staying up late. Fortunately, Mark never complained. He simply appeared at the studio door every evening, waiting to drive me home without fail.

After a particularly successful celebration party on one weekend night, Mark got drunk for the first time since I had known him. He slumped onto the sofa, his usually composed demeanor slipping away. His cheeks were flushed and his deep, steady eyes were now hazy and vulnerable.

I had just finished tidying up when he suddenly reached out and pulled me into his arms. His chin rested lightly on the top of my head and his voice came out low and hoarse, like a wounded child.

Lilian do you really hate me?

I froze, caught off guard by the rawness in his tone.

Before I could respond, he continued, his words muffled against my hair.

You’re so busy every day, always working lateyou don’t even spend time with me anymore.

Seeing him being so unguarded, my heart softened. I lifted my hand and gently patted his head, a small smile tugging at my lips,

Absolutely not, it’s just I want to get these projects done well.

Mark suddenly lifted his head, while his eyes went bright as he looked at me hopefully.

His voice trembled slightly, cautious, almost pleading when he asked me, Sodo you like me?>

Instead of answering, I leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to his lips. His eyes widened in surprise. I couldn’t help but laugh softly.

Guess.

Mark tightened his arms around me, pulling me into a deeper kiss. That night, with our breaths mingling and hearts beating in sync, we officially began a new chapter of our lives together.

Three months later, Mark held a wedding for me in Edinburgh. This time, there were no business deals and no ulterior motives. Only love.

The ceremony was small and intimate, attended only by our closest friends. The sea breeze moved my white veil gently as the wedding was ongoing. Mark stood before me in a white suit. His hand was warm and steady as it held mine when the sun

set.

He looked at me gently as he said, Lilian, I will walk beside you every day, no matter where life takes us from today onward.} After that, we kissed as our closest friends surrounded us with blessings.

****

Back in London, Brian had just been discharged from the hospital.

The injury he sustained that night had left lasting damage. It was a persistent cough, a frail body and a pale face.

When he heard from a friend that Mark and I were getting married, he didn’t react at first. He simply sat in silence. But on the day of the wedding, he quietly drove to Edinburgh without telling anyone.

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