Falling in Love with My Childhood Friend Before Marriage

The private hospital was very quiet in the evening.

"Mrs. Harper, you're here. Wanda has just finished her meal. I'll take you in."

Seeing me coming, a nurse came out from the nurses' station and greeted me warmly.

"No worries. I can go by myself."

I took Bryant through the corridor and found Wanda's ward with ease.

Wanda, Bryant's grandmother, who had been resting with her eyes closed, immediately perked up while seeing that it was me.

"Dear, glad to see you again."

I walked to the bed with a smile and held her hand. "Grandma, guess who comes here today?"

I moved aside, revealing Bryant behind me.

"Bryant, it's you!" Wanda laughed so hard that I couldn't see her eyes, and she reached out and pulled him over.

I sat on the sofa and peeled oranges for them, and Bryant chatted with her on the edge of the bed.

Bryant often had a cold face towards others, and whenever he smiled, he never showed any teeth.

Only in front of Wanda would he smile sincerely and talk more. It was clear that he was very good to her.

After he lost his parents at a young age, Wanda became the person closest to him.

Bryant and I could get married, all thanks to the full support of Wanda.

My grandmother and his grandmother had a good relationship for decades.

Their relationship was so close that they wanted their children to get married, but unfortunately, they gave birth to a boy, one after the other.

Later, both of them put their hope in Bryant and me.

Bryant's parents died in a plane crash when he was very young.

If the little boy hadn't had a high fever before boarding the plane, he would have also boarded the ill-fated plane.

The plane crashed and no one survived.

Because of this reason, Bryant almost avoided all trips that required flying.

At that time, the Harper family lost its host and hostess at once, and the entire group got into trouble.

It was my father who neglected his company and sacrificed himself to prevent the Harper family from going bankrupt.

During that time, my parents were too busy to take care of me.

Perhaps because they feared that Wanda wouldn't be able to take the news, I was sent to her home to accompany her with Bryant.

From then on, I was tied to Bryant, and we went to the same school from elementary school to high school.

I went abroad to study fine arts in college, while Bryant went to a famous university at home.

On the day of leaving the country, Wanda also came to see me off at the airport.

She held my hand and the hand of Bryant, who she had forced to come with her.

"Dear, I'm waiting for you to come back. Don't fall for foreigners. Don't forget Bryant!"

I could remember clearly the look on Bryant's face. He was unnatural while responding to her back then.

Last year, Wanda suddenly fell ill and fainted at home.

After she was sent to the hospital, the doctor issued a notice of critical illness.

I went to see Wanda soon after returning to the country, but I hadn't had the chance to meet Bryant yet.

Unexpectedly, the first time we met would be at the door of the emergency room.

Bryant sat on the bench at the door of the emergency room. His hair disheveled, his head lowered, and his fists clenched.

His bangs covered his eyes, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Sitting next to him, I silently accompanied him to wait for news from the emergency room.

About half an hour later, a doctor finally came out.

Bryant stood up and asked, "How is it?"

There were tears in his eyes.

"The patient's life is not in danger for now, but she still needs to be hospitalized for observation. She will be transferred directly to the intensive care unit upstairs. Please go for the admission procedures now."

Bryant breathed a sigh of relief.

"Give me Wanda's ID. I'll go through the formalities for her. You go upstairs and wait."

Bryant turned around, his eyes still red. "Erica, thank you."

Wanda suddenly suffered from diabetic ketoacidosis and fainted in the living room.

Fortunately, Bryant had installed a camera in the living room so that he could see her condition at home.

Wanda stayed in the intensive care unit for three days. Fortunately, all indicators gradually returned to normal, and she was transferred to the general ward later.

Bryant sent me a message as soon as possible, and I quickly finished the work at hand and rushed to the hospital.

As soon as I entered the ward, Bryant was educating Wanda with a stern face.

"Did you eat candy secretly again? You've had diabetes for so many years, but you still can't control yourself."

She lay on the bed and felt aggrieved. When she saw me come in, it was as if she had seen a savior.

"Dear, you're here. Come here and sit down!"

Seeing me come in, Bryant said nothing more and put on his poker face again.

Wanda held my hand and chatted with me.

"Dear, young people nowadays get married really late.

"Bryant is no exception. He stays in the company all day and never goes out to socialize. He's in his twenties and doesn't date any girls.

"I'm not afraid of sickness and death, but the thought of not being able to see him get married before I die is..."

I couldn't help but interrupt her and tell her not to be so upset.

Wanda kept talking about marriage, and I could know what she meant.

Looking at Bryant, I found he was just busy playing with his phone, pretending he didn't hear anything.

I really wanted to tell Wanda that it was Bryant who didn't agree, not me.