After a moment of hesitation, Virginia finally spoke, her voice strained.
"It's just... the wedding is already prepared. But with your condition now, you might have to—"
"Find someone to take my place. The Stuart family must not lose face."
I knew exactly what she wanted to say.
Rather than letting myself be placed in a passive position, it was better to take control. At the very least, I could maintain my dignity.
Virginia was momentarily stunned by my unexpected response. But since she had already gotten what she wanted, she chose not to press the matter further.
Just then, her phone rang.
She glanced at the screen, then looked at me in surprise.
"Bryan, what documents did you cancel?"
I swiftly deleted the message and replied calmly,
"Nothing important. Just some expired documents—I’ll renew them online."
She didn't dwell on it. Instead, she hugged me tighter, her voice filled with concern.
"You’re not in the best condition right now. If you need anything, just tell me—I’ll handle it for you."
"Virginia, I want to leave the hospital."
Her expression tensed instantly.
"No. Your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. I don’t agree."