"Forget it," Grandma Hewitt sighed. "If that’s what you want, we’ll cancel the wedding in seven days. It’s those two foolish boys who don’t realize their blessing. But tell me, child, how can our Hewitt family make it up to you..."
Just then, Nikki’s phone vibrated again.
She glanced down, and her pupils suddenly dilated.
[But I just found out—the transplant recipient is indeed someone in the Hewitt family.]
[It’s Fourth Master Hewitt, David Hewitt.]
David—the enigmatic Fourth Master who had left overseas years ago due to an ill-fated horoscope, remaining unmarried ever since?
An impulse surged within her. Nikki looked up sharply.
"Grandma Hewitt, there’s no need to make it up to me."
"Howard and Brad were never meant for me. But… can I marry Fourth Master Hewitt instead, at the wedding in seven days?"
The two elders of the Hewitt family were momentarily stunned, unsure if they had heard her correctly.
"Child, you must think carefully. Marriage isn’t something to be decided in a moment of anger!"
"Not to mention, Tomas Mueller is technically Howard and Brad’s adoptive father. More importantly, his horoscope is ominous for his spouse. That’s why he’s avoided women all these years—to protect them from misfortune!"
A vague childhood memory flashed in Nikki’s mind.
David wasn’t the youngest son of the Hewitt family in Seattle—he was born into the Hewitt family in the capital. Though not much older, he held a high status within the family. To counteract his ill fate, he had been adopted into the Seattle branch.
With no plans to marry or have children, he had taken Howard and Brad from a side branch under his name, becoming their adoptive father in title.
Nikki remembered the past—how, as a child, she had been playing hide-and-seek when Brad accidentally locked her in the basement.
It was David who had rescued her, holding her gently in his arms, his warmth soothing her fears.
Her gaze cleared with resolve.
"Grandpa Hewitt, Grandma Hewitt, I’ve made up my mind."
She wanted to return the Bray family to Lora and give her the Hewitt brothers she had chased for so many years.
But the one thing she could never let go of—the only thing she had ever truly cared about—was her brother’s heart.
Nikki only wanted to protect it. Forever.
"As long as Master Hewitt is willing, I want to marry him. And I will never let him down."