The Beauty and the Brain by Natalie Jones novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154 

The car drove all the way to the hospital, and the medical staff pushed Marie towards the emergency room. Dennis followed behind but was stopped at the 

door. 

This time, Clayton came to visit Aleron’s base, but Aleron only did business. with Dennis, not Clayton. So, Dennis was assigned to this mission. 

Dennis originally thought that leaving Marie at Aubree’s house would be safe, but when Clayton discovered that Aleron’s people were heavily armed, he 

became worried about Dennis’s safety and wanted to use Marie to get Dennis 

out of there. 

Who would have known that Marie would rush up just in time to block the 

bullet? 

Aleron was now caught, and Clayton had to deal with the police in Bordeaux. 

Everyone from King Organization was busy. In the empty hallway, only Dennis 

was there, along with the bright red sign, [Operating.] 

Today, Aubree said that Marie didn’t admit he was her boyfriend. Dennis was 

actually not very happy about it. He was a petty person, but he endured it for 

the sake of Marie’s sense of security. 

He knew she was shy, knew she was timid, knew she was hesitant, so he never 

pressured her. 

When Marie suddenly burst into the private room, claiming to be his girlfriend, Dennis was stunned for a second, then his mood happily got back 

on track. 

When that girl shouted “He’s my man,” she was like a fierce female warrior, drawing her sword to block the way, displaying both heroism and tenderness. 

He was very happy that Marie openly said for the first time that she was his girlfriend. At least she was no longer hiding, hesitating, or being 

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apprehensive. 

At that moment, he wished he could devour her. If it weren’t for the crowded 

private room, he would have pinned her down and kissed her passionately, tasting those lips that could say “He’s my man.” He wondered if they were 

especially sweet that day. 

So he said, for the rest, we’ll talk about it later when we go back. 

He pushed her to help her escape, and she did manage to get away. But this 

silly girl ran back and stand behind him, blocking the bullet. 

When Marie, half-covered in blood, collapsed into his arms, Dennis felt as if 

his own breath was about to stop. He desperately told himself that everything 

was fine, that she was only hit in the shoulder, and that nothing serious would 

happen. 

However, sometimes understanding something intellectually is one thing, while worrying about it emotionally is another. 

Marie was lying in the emergency room having the bullet removed, and Dennis felt as if the bullet had hit him too, causing his heart to ache with pain. 

Half an hour later, the lights in the emergency room went off, and as soon as the doctor came out, Dennis stood up and rushed to him, asking anxiously, 

“How is she?” 

The blonde-haired, blue-eyed doctor glanced at the disheveled man in front 

of him and said, “This young lady is fine, she just fainted from excessive 

blood loss. She should wake up tomorrow.” 

Upon hearing this, Dennis still didn’t relax at all. He followed the nurse to the 

ward. 

Marie originally only wore a bra, but now the nurse had changed her into a patient gown. This usually lively girl lay quietly in the hospital bed, her face pale and her lips also pale. 

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Dennis sat by the hospital bed, holding her small hand. The bloodstains on her body had been cleaned up, but the image of her covered in blood and collapsing was etched in Dennis’s mind, unable to be shaken off. 

The next day, when Marie slowly woke up, she moved her hand and touched. 

something fluffy. 

She tilted her head to look over, and Dennis was lying beside her hospital bed, 

fast asleep. His distinct facial features, long and thick eyelashes made him 

look as peaceful as a prince from a fairy tale while he slept. 

Marie’s hand felt numb, so she moved it a bit. Dennis woke up, looked into her clear eyes, and said with surprise, “Marie? You’re awake?” 

Marie nodded, feeling powerless and weak, smiled and said, “Yeah, I’m fine, don’t worry.” 

Marie wanted to sit up, and Dennis immediately went to help her. He placed at pillow behind her back and sat by her bedside, asking, “How do you feel now? Is there any discomfort anywhere?” 

Marie shook her head and said, “No, I just feel a little dizzy.” 

“You’ve lost too much blood, you need to replenish it,” Dennis said. 

Marie nodded, without saying a word. 

Dennis suddenly asked, “Marie, what were you doing there all of a sudden?” 

Marie was taken aback and instinctively wanted to escape, but then she remembered Aubree’s words. She said that sometimes, people only know what you mean when you say it out loud. 

Marie laughed softly, showing a warm and relaxed smile for the first time. She hesitantly reached out her small hand to cover Dennis’s larger one. Dennis turned his palm up and held her hand, asking, “What’s wrong?” 

“I ran over to tell you that my feelings for you are the same as yours for me,” 

Marie stammered. 

She had lived two lifetimes and never confessed her feelings. When she was vaguely fond of Seth, she only tried her best to complete tasks ahead of everyone else, but she never spoke the two words “I like.” 

At that time, she also thought that some things were enough to be understood without being said. Little did she know that what Seth was thinking was completely different from her thoughts. 

Suddenly, I wanted to confess my feelings to Dennis, but I didn’t know where 

to start or how to say it. 

How did Dennis initially confess his feelings to her? 

Oh, that’s right. 

He always seemed like a natural-born winner, always confident in his success. He boldly walked into her room and told her he liked her. 

However, when it was Marie’s turn to confess her feelings, she chickened out. 

She didn’t know how to, and no one had ever taught her. 

So she could only blush awkwardly and stammer, saying that her feelings for 

Dennis, and Dennis’s feelings for her, were the same. 

With that said, it should be quite clear now, right? 

However, Dennis hesitated and said, “Marie, what do you mean by ‘the 

same’?”