Chapter 8
I looked at Laura’s charred, blackened feet, and the pain nearly took my breath away.
She loved to dance. Her proudest thing was those nimble little feet.
If Jordan hadn’t rushed into the fire to save us, I can’t imagine what would’ve happened.
The doctor flipped through the report, frowning.
“She’s allergic to synthetic skin. We need a human skin graft.”
I didn’t hesitate. “Use mine.”
But just as I spoke, a hand firmly pressed down on my wrist.
“You’re a patient, too. You inhaled too much smoke; you’re still nauseous and vomiting. How can you not care ab
“Use mine.”
yourself?
Jordan’s gaze was gentle and steady. Like he could read my mind.
“It matters. Laura is my daughter, too.
My heart skipped a beat.
So that message he sent me… he meant it.
As long as Laura and I were willing, she was his one and only daughter.
A knock came. His assistant brought in a jewelry and wedding dress
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designer.
“They’ve been waiting a while about the wedding…”
Jordan waved his hand. “Send them back.”
I searched his eyes for hesitation.
There was none.
He placed a wedding ring gently on my bedside table.
Shannon, I want you to be happy and carefree on our wedding day. Your and Laura’s health and happiness will always come first.”
He paused, then said softly, “I’ve waited ten years. I don’t mind waiting a bit more.”
I stared at him, my throat tightening.
“This isn’t fair to you. What if the wait is really long.. it?”
He smiled, eyes turning red.
won’t you regret
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“Regret? I only regret not getting there earlier, the day of the fire.
We sat in that silence until his phone rang.
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Matthew’s name lit up the screen, dragging me back to that night.
Tiffany’s cruel words echoed in my ears.
The nursing home where my mother suffocated years ago was owned by the Hartoff family.
I clenched my teeth and answered, stopping Jordan from walking away.
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The moment I put it on speaker, Matthew exploded. “Jordan! You shameless bastard! Coveting someone else’s wife? Have you no moral
bottom line?”
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Jordan sneered. “Mr. Hartoff, you’ve got a bunch of mistresses–so that’s virtue? But I marry openly, and suddenly I’m a scumbag?”
Matthew choked, then shouted, “Quit dreaming! Shannon would never leave me! She loves Laura more than her life–she’d never run to a second- rate simp like you! Wake up! You’re just a tool she uses to piss me off!”
Matthew.” As soon as I called his name, he went silent.
“You… you’re really with Jordan?”
His tone was a mess–shock, bitterness, disbelief.
I kept calm. “Three days from now. Bring your ID. We’ll meet at the courthouse.”
Two seconds of silence. Then a burst of excitement.
“Great! We’ll cancel the divorce! You’re not leaving me. I know you’d never cross that line with him. But Shannon, next time, don’t teach Laura to act with you. Kids shouldn’t lie…”
I couldn’t believe it.
Even with the Central Park Tower up in flames, he still thought I was just a jealous fool using Laura to play games,
Jordan wanted to curse him out, but I stopped him with a slight shake of my head.
I didn’t want to explain anything anymore.
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I didn’t need his understanding, nor his remorse.
I just wanted the truth and justice.
After a long pause, Matthew muttered, “Anyway, I won’t let you or Laura suffer again.”
I didn’t respond. I just said, “I want the August surveillance footage from the Hartoff family’s nursing home.”
After hanging up, I turned to Jordan seriously.
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“Would you… Are you willing to register the marriage first? I want to wait for Laura to recover before the wedding.‘
He paused, then pulled me into his arms.
His body was warm, heartbeat steady.
He said, “Yes.”
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