355: Chapter 355

Chapter 355

"No man will accept me if I get divorced. I'm barren, Mr. Grant."1

James was visibly frustrated each time Kate mentioned her infertility. She always wailed in self-pity, thinking no man would accept her if she divorced Matt just because she couldn't give birth.

The fact was James had a hard time trying to block his business partners and employees to make a move towards Kate. 

She never realized how attractive she was, no matter how often James told her about it.

"So what if you can't conceive a baby? Your worth is not solely dependent on that," James said. "You have so many achievements in your life; you inspire many women, and so many men admire you. You are perfect, Katherine…"

"Ahaha… you're really good at pep talking, James," Kate laughed awkwardly. "But in the end, all men want is a family. Most men see my infertility as a deal breaker. That's why I'm stuck with Matthew."

"I'm not one of those men," James claimed. 

"W—What do you mean?" Kate was surprised. She stared at James with cheeks that began to get hotter.

"I will marry you even if you can't give me a baby. You are more than enough for me, Katherine," James said.

Kate gasped.

This was the first time James ever confessed his feelings towards her.

All this time, they had been in this somewhat ambiguous relationship. They didn't do anything because Kate was big on monogamy and marriage loyalty, but even she couldn't deny how close they had become to the point that they were better off as a couple. 

"James…" Kate murmured his name. "Do you think there is a chance for us to be… together?"

James gritted his teeth, turned around, and looked at the city below, "We don't. I'm no longer with you, Kate."

Kate felt that her heart had been crushed. She didn't understand her own feelings. She knew it was too late because Kate was conscious this was just a dream, and James died in a tragic car accident. 

"But… you will have someone that will love you much more than I will ever do," James said. "He is reckless and immature at times. But he has a good heart."

"He is braver than me, and he will take the risk I won't take just to have you," James said. He looked over his shoulder and smiled at Kate. "He is my little brother, Henry Grant."

Kate gasped again.

Her heart began to feel warm when James mentioned Henry. Up until this point, deep in her heart, Kate still wondered if she truly loved Henry or because Henry had the remnant of James inside her. 

But his name was enough to warm her heart and give butterflies in her stomach. 

"You might like me at some point, but I doubt it's the same kind of like you have for Henry, correct?" James asked. "You obviously love him for all the good and bad in him."

Kate bit her lower lip.

Kate began to cry as she had never felt this vulnerable in her life.

She hated being vulnerable, but whenever she remembered about Henry, she wanted to feel vulnerable in front of him.

She wanted to be loved by him only. 

She nodded while crying, "I want to fight for him, for us. I will go through hell and back if that means I can be with him in the end."

James was satisfied with Kate's answer, "Please love him back, and he will protect you until his last breath. I give you two my blessing."

"Goodbye, Katherine."

Kate saw James slowly vanishing into thin air, and the area around her crumbled into pieces.

Kate gasped, and she opened her eyes immediately.

Her chest heaved, and her body was sweaty. She stared at the ceiling and wondered where she was right now.

She remembered passing out after escaping from that perverted intruder with Mai. She didn't know what happened, but seeing that her body was still intact and she felt no pain in her stomach, she assumed she was somehow saved.

Kate looked around and saw the morning sun basking in Michael's face, who slept on the couch. He frowned a few times, and when Kate made the slightest move, he opened his eyes immediately.

Michael's eyes widened when he saw Kate staring back at him. He got up from the sofa and rushed to Kate's bed.

"Kate! Are you alright? Do you feel any pain somewhere? Let me call the nurse to check on you!" 

Kate didn't even have a chance to speak before Michael dashed out of the ward to find a nurse.

"What's wrong with him? I'm perfectly fine. I was just exhausted before," Kate said. She sat on the bed, took another good look around her, and was positive she was in the hospital. 

She saw another bed beside hers and wondered if Mai was hospitalized here as well. After all, she was the one who received a painful punch in the stomach.

"Where is she anyway? Is she alright?" Kate wondered. "But seeing how Michael seemed normal, she thought Mai must be doing just fine."

As she was thinking about Mai, the woman walked out of the bathroom, and her eyes glimmered instantly when their gazes met.

"KATE!" Mai tried to run towards Kate but stopped halfway after feeling terrible pain in her stomach.

"M—Mai, don't rush. You're still wounded!" 

"Ahaha… you're right," Mai walked slowly towards her bed and sat on it while facing Kate. "How are you feeling right now? Good? Okay? Bad?"

"I'm just fine," Kate replied. "You should worry about yourself. After all, You're the one who was most wounded by that attack."

"Oh, I'm just fine. It's just a small scratch," Mai said, but Kate knew that was a lie.

"Really? Let me see your wound."

"You don't need to—"

"Mai, let me see your wound."

Mai pouted. 

She didn't know what was wrong with Michael and Kate and why they were so worried about her. She might be small, but she was tougher than she looked. 

But Kate's urging eyes forced Mai to roll her shirt again and showed the wound that had been treated with a cream from the doctor. 

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