Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 143: Forcing Her to Choose! Him or Her Childhood Friend?

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Forcing Her to Choose! Him or Her Childhood Friend?

Eleanor Valerius feigned a surprised exclamation, but the triumphant smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her.

"Why won’t my lover let me get out of the car?"

"Didn’t you say you wanted to sleep on my shoulder? Tonight, you’re not allowed to go anywhere, you’re sleeping with me!"

Sebastian Ford was annoyed at himself for failing to stay in control.

He tightened his arm around Eleanor Valerius’ waist, still displeased about whether someone saw the intimate scene just now when she opened the door.

"Oh."

On the surface, Eleanor was reluctant, but inside she was laughing gleefully.

Anyway, Regina Jennings didn’t care anymore if she stayed out all night, and going back to the Valerius Family was never as comfortable as sleeping at his place.

After such a tangled encounter, there were a few feelings of attachment she hadn’t noticed before.

At that moment, Sebastian didn’t want her to see him losing control. After loosening his grip, he turned to look out the window.

The car was silent, and the warm air from the heater was quite comfortable.

Eleanor had to curl up her body to fit under his suit jacket.

In the next instant, she naturally leaned against his shoulder, nuzzling her fluffy head to find the most comfortable position.

"Sleepy?"

"Mm."

Leaving the hotel, Eleanor had wanted to sleep.

If Damian Lowell hadn’t appeared unexpectedly, she wouldn’t have ended up embroiled in emotional games with Sebastian in the car.

At this point, Eleanor clearly couldn’t withstand the drowsiness washing over her.

Seeing her, Sebastian couldn’t help but lift his arm, letting her rest in his embrace.

Soon, Eleanor was cradled in his arms, gradually falling asleep.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her lately, as if she was particularly lethargic and her emotions were full of contradictory anxieties.

Before getting out of the car, Eleanor had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Sebastian carried her to the bedroom, sticking to the promise by not wanting to wake her.

After she was awake, he still laid with her, acting like the perfect lover.

The next morning.

Sebastian even personally prepared breakfast for her after getting up.

A lover who can both share a bed and be in the kitchen, seeking to capture her heart by first capturing her appetite.

Watching Eleanor eat happily, he surprisingly felt that living together like this wasn’t bad at all.

"Thank you, Master Ford, for the hospitality. I’m going home now."

After changing her clothes, Eleanor headed downstairs to find Sebastian seated on the living room sofa, leisurely sipping coffee.

"You’re welcome, come back once you’re hungry."

Sebastian’s smile was lazy and composed.

Although he was reluctant to let Eleanor leave, he didn’t stop her.

Because he was confident Eleanor would return, back to his side.

...

But for three consecutive days, Sebastian didn’t see Eleanor again.

For the first time, Master Ford began to doubt his own judgment.

She was playing hard to get, saying she was coaxing him, making it sound like he was winning.

However, as he waited, he suddenly realized he might have let her play him too far!

He got tricked, didn’t he.

Nevertheless, Sebastian could see Eleanor in the Aethelgard news.

After her engagement had ended, Regina Jennings took her to various private parties with glaring publicity, practically declaring to the world that this daughter was single and ready to mingle.

Bearing the identity of the third Miss Valerius, Eleanor had become a hot topic among Aethelgard’s elite circle.

This was also because the Lancaster Family had declared bankruptcy.

Sebastian had bought the Lancaster family shares at a low price; nobody knew Master Ford was settling a personal score.

Mr. Lancaster and Mrs. Lancaster were under commercial investigation, and it was heard Jenson Lancaster was somewhat mentally unstable, sent out of the province with connections, no one knew if it was to cure his mind or cure his life.

After seeing the news, Sebastian was inexplicably irritated.

Why was Eleanor’s name still associated with Jenson Lancaster?

Couldn’t it be his name!

"Ha, and now not even she revolves around me, have I been played?"

Sebastian, with dangerous narrowed eyes, became increasingly displeased as he thought.

"Mason, inform my Assistant Valerius through the company. If she doesn’t come back to work, deduct three times her salary."

...

Upon receiving Mason Monroe’s message, Eleanor was at the hospital.

She knew this was Sebastian running out of patience and urging her.

But today was the day Chloe was having surgery.

She needed to stay there with her, so she didn’t reply to Mason’s message.

At this moment, Chloe Valerius, in her hospital gown, was being wheeled into the operating room.

"Sister, I’m scared..."

Eleanor held tightly to Chloe’s thin hand and gently comforted her, "Don’t be afraid, I’ll be here waiting for you to come out after surgery. Sleep for a bit, and when you wake up, our Chloe will be healthy, and Mom will bless you from heaven."

"Okay."

Chloe seemed to remember something and removed the White Jade Pendant from her neck, placing it in her sister’s hand.

"Also, I’ve received a letter from Vincent, but I haven’t read it yet. Sister, wait for me, we’ll read it together."

"Vincent’s letter?"

Eleanor’s eyes trembled slightly, holding the envelope, she was stunned to see Vincent’s signature on it.

Soon after, Chloe was wheeled into the operating room.

Eleanor’s mind became instantly tumultuous.

The red light above the operating room lit up. She sat on the waiting chair outside, the envelope in her hand seeming exceptionally heavy.

She hadn’t expected that Vincent, who had been out of touch for years, would suddenly reappear, even sending a letter to Chloe’s hands.

Did he know Chloe was having surgery today?

"Was Vincent near me all along? Has he found me but chosen not to reveal himself?"

Looking at the letter, Eleanor suddenly felt a lack of courage, even wanting to escape meeting Vincent again.

Why hadn’t Vincent appeared sooner...

Her current feelings for Sebastian made her realize she had changed, even the long-awaited emotions for Vincent were no longer the same.

Eleanor couldn’t face her own heart either.

The hospital was quiet, as time ticked by second by second.

"Miss Valerius?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice drifted over.

Eleanor’s eyes shook slightly upward, and she saw Damian Lowell walking towards her with a warm smile.

The vague images in her memory seemed to overlap with the presence in front of her.

Was Lawyer Lowell actually... Vincent?

She had asked him twice, but Damian had denied it each time.

Did he have some reason that kept him from revealing his identity to her?

Since he didn’t intend to reveal himself, why send a letter to Chloe?

"How come we ran into each other at the hospital?"

Playing along with the encounter, Damian’s gaze betrayed no surprise.

He still didn’t plan to reveal his identity.

Watching him, Eleanor’s lips trembled slightly; she neither dared nor wanted to ask, instead choosing to dodge foolishly.

"Uh, my sister is undergoing surgery."

The man in front of her wasn’t Vincent, just her regular friend, Lawyer Lowell.

Before standing up, she meant to put the envelope and White Jade Pendant into her bag, but her fingers froze, accidentally dropping the pendant onto the floor.

Damian, at a distance, couldn’t clearly see what she had dropped.

"Are you alright?"

Ready to step over and help retrieve it, Damian did not notice it being the Sinclair Family’s keepsake.

At this moment, Eleanor suddenly looked up, eyes widening as she saw the tall silhouette striding into the hospital.

"Sebastian?"

What was he doing here!?

All at once, the suppressed indignation in Damian’s heart shifted focus to Sebastian, and he turned to look as well.

With that glance, he missed Eleanor picking up the White Jade Pendant and putting it into her bag.

"Master Ford, what a coincidence."

He wanted to keep Sebastian from approaching Eleanor.

"I should be the one asking you, Lawyer Lowell. Are you unwell? As a distinguished guest of the Sinclair Family, you are welcome to visit the Ford Family’s private hospital."

Sebastian, obviously having rushed from work, was determined to bypass Damian.

"Is Master Ford here because you’re unwell? Why not visit the Ford Family’s private hospital?"

The two tall men stood there in a stalemate.

"There’s no need for me to answer to you about my personal matters."

Sebastian’s gaze was deep, focused on Eleanor.

"I can’t cross, you come over."

Eleanor stood behind, holding her breath slightly.

Her heart was racing, reaching a state of chaos.

Was she to choose between Sebastian and her childhood first love?