Chapter 370


    I was surprised that Brandon had agreed to her request, but his agreement made my heart ache


    even more.


    He clearly didn''t want to, yet he still respected Ellie''s wishes.


    Perhaps afraid that Brandon might change his mind, Ellie immediately took out her phone and


    registered online. Watching her carefully fill out the registration information, I realized that she


    carried incredible energy with her. This energy was positive, uplifting, and full of gratitude.


    "Brandon, let''s sign up together too." I couldn''t help but make my decision as well.


    Brandon looked at me, and even Ellie paused her registration. "Mae..."


    "Alright," Brandon agreed without hesitation and pulled out his phone.


    "Bran, Mae, you guys..." Ellie seemed both excited and uneasy.


    That was just how people were. Ellie could be stubborn when making decisions for herself, but


    when it involves others, she couldn''t easily ept it.


    But in the end, Ellie didn''t try to stop us. Instead, she turned her unease into a smile. "Bran, Mae,


    let''s apply together then. Hopefully, we''ll stay healthy for decades and won''t need to use this."


    She made both Brandon and meugh. I teased her by asking, "So, your grand act of love is just a


    formality and not from the heart?"


    Ellie yed along and said, "Mae, let''s just keep that between us."


    What was once a tense and heavy atmosphere turned into something lighthearted after Brandon


    and I decided to join in.


    "Bran, Mae,e on. Let''s celebrate. Let''s celebrate that we are all loving people, and let''s wish for


    our safety and health." Ellie raised her milkshake.


    Brandon and I each took a cup and clinked it with hers.


    "This is so good. It tastes so sweet," Ellie sighed after drinking.


    Seeing how easily she was satisfied, I silently prayed in my heart that her surgery would be


    sessful and that she would stay healthy and safe.


    Brandon cooked something delicious for Ellie. We were worried that she might feel lonely eating


    alone. Thus, we nned to stay and eat with her.


    "Don''t do that. If you eat here, you won''t be able to eat much at dinnerter, and that would be a


    waste." Ellieid out her little n so clearly that it didn''t evene off as annoying.


    "Bran, Mae, go have your dinner. Don''t worry about me. I''ve been eating alone for years." Ellie


    made us stop insisting.


    However, what she said made me realize how lonely she had been all these years, just like me after


    losing my parents. Even though I was surrounded by noise andughter in the Gildon family, there


    was still an emptiness deep inside of me.


    Brandon and I went to the restaurant that Xander had mentioned. He remained silent the entire way.


    I knew the thought of Ellie''s organ donation was weighing heavily on him. Even though he had


    agreed to her request, it still troubled him.


    "If you didn''t want to agree, why didn''t you just refuse? If you said no, Ellie wouldn''t have insisted," I


    said to Brandon.


    He stared ahead at the road. "I had no reason to refuse. Why should she be able to receive


    someone else''s donation, but if something happens to her one day, her organs can''t be donated to


    others?"


    Those who gave love would receive love, while those who gave blessings would receive blessings.


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    I understood Brandon''s thoughts, so I just held his hand. He looked at me, and we exchanged


    smiles.


    When the car stopped, I saw the hotel logo and remarked, "Mr. Roulder inviting me to dine at


    Hilcord''s finest hotel isn''t a trap, is it?"


    Brandon chuckled. "Mae, don''t always expect the worst."


    "On the bright side, I''m benefiting from some bigshot''s generosity." I didn''t look at Brandon but


    hinted at him with my words.


    "Maybe," he surprisingly agreed.


    I no longer expected him to admit his powerful status openly. If he wanted to y pretend, I''d y


    along.


    Xander didn''t give us a room number, but I knew that at a ce like this, all we had to do was


    mention the reservation name, and a waiter would lead the way.


    Sure enough, after Brandon mentioned Xander''s name, a waiter brought us to a private room.


    Before the waiter could even open the door, as if Xander had a radar tracking us, he came over to


    open it himself. He greeted us with great courtesy, saying, "Please,e in."


    There was no one else in the private room. It was just him.


    When I saw therge round table, my first thought was that it was both extravagant and wasteful.