Chapter 397: Chapter 397 Let’s Get Married (19) Chapter 397: Chapter 397 Let’s Get Married (19) 9 a.m., the apartment’s doors and windows were tightly closed, casting the rooms into darkness.

Lu Wanwan squatted in the corner of the room, hugging her knees, with her red-rimmed eyes glazed over.

Since Zhao Chen brought her back, she had remained in that position, just like when her mother died, locking herself in the room for days until the day of the funeral.

From outside the room, the sound of the door opening was heard, followed by the urgent footsteps of someone entering quickly.

She lifted her head, eyes wide, seeing through the haze the fast-paced approach of a man.

Gu Annan said nothing and walked over to her, lifting her from the ground, “The floor is cold.”

His voice was low, as if carrying the power to soothe the soul.

Lu Wanwan’s eyes once again filled with tears, revealing the vulnerable defenselessness of her heart.

“Gu Annan…” She hugged his shoulders tightly, so hard her arms trembled.

She bit her lower lip fiercely, until it turned white, trembling as she clung to his neck.

Gu Annan sat on the bed, with the thin figure in his arms grasping onto him with all her strength, as if trying to draw some power from him.

“Why did this happen, did I do something wrong? I shouldn’t have agreed to the surgery without consulting my grandmother,” her voice, already delicate, broke in her sobs.

Gu Annan just held her tighter, his lips continuously brushing across her forehead, her cheeks.

He was still too late.

Even though he had rushed to Manchester immediately upon receiving Zhao Chen’s call.

But by the time he got back, he couldn’t change anything; she had been left alone in such pain for so long, like an abandoned child.

Gu Annan gently stroked the back of her head, his physical gestures slowly aligning with her emotions.

She didn’t need any rational comfort now, as people are irrational in such times.

All reassurances were futile. Life and death were beyond anyone’s control, unalterable by anyone.

The last time her mother passed away, he had left Manchester at that time, leaving her alone in that dark world.

This time he would not do so again.

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“I know, let’s put the company’s matters aside for now, no matter how important they are, postpone them. Email me about the progress–try not to call my cell phone.” Gu Annan glanced at the woman who had finally fallen asleep, stepped out of the bedroom, his tone growing more severe, “The matter of Mrs. Ye must be investigated thoroughly in the shortest time possible, no matter what means you utilize.”

After hanging up the phone, he clenched the device tightly in his hand, his handsome face still cold and grim.

He stood by the window for a moment.

Was it the Lu Family, or someone else?

The Lu Family had been seeking his favor recently; they shouldn’t have the audacity to provoke him at a time like this.

But no matter who it was, he was determined to make them pay a hefty price.

A continuous stream of calls lit up the phone, he glanced down at it with irritation and hung up each one.

Hearing a sound from behind, Gu Annan suddenly turned his head.

Lu Wanwan had woken up, somehow, and opened the bedroom door.

In her loose white nightgown, she appeared frail and small, her pale face framed by large, black eyes staring at him.

As if she wanted to say something, she opened her mouth but then said nothing.

“Didn’t sleep?” He tossed the phone aside and walked back over, wrapping his arms around her.

“I did sleep,” Lu Wanwan’s face rested against his chest, her voice hoarse and weak, “I feel like I slept for a long time.”

She felt as if she had slept for a long time, and when she woke up, she found herself alone in the room, as if falling asleep in Gu Annan’s arms had been a dream.

“Are you… going to the company?” She lifted her head and asked hesitantly.