"Why won't he agree to it? Mom and Dad... agreed, didn't they?"
Ivy had thought that everything would be resolved once their parents approved of the relationship.
"He thinks that he doesn't have much longer to live and doesn't want to dragdown with him," Layla said.
"Oh... | see! Wasn't the surgery a success?" Ivy asked in confusion. "If it was a success, why wouldn't he have much longer to live?"
"The heart transplant was a success, but his body will reject the foreignan. He will be on medication for the rest of his life to
keep that from happening. No one can tell how long he will live. He might live a full life, and he might not."
Realization dawned on Ivy, and she instantly understood how difficult the situation was.
Ivy naturally wanted Layla to be with the man she loved, but there was always a concern about Eric's physical condition.
"Layla, you still want to be with him considering all that?" Ivy asked.
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Layla nodded. "It's just like how you are happy working night shifts even when it can be challenging."
Ivy could empathize and wanted to help Layla with all she had.
Once they arrived hand the car was parked, Robert hurried outside to help them with their luggage.
"Robert, why didn't youe to pick us up at the airport?" Layla asked.
He scratched his head. "Il was in class when you landed."
"Why didn't you call in sick? You do it all the time, right?" Layla knew why Robert had not called in sick and that he was still
embarrassed about what happened before.
"Exams are approaching, and | can't call in sick now." Robert helped them carry their belongings into the house.
Avery shot Layla a look and whispered, "Your brother realizes his mistake, so stop teasing him about it."
Layla knew that Robert had been behaving and that what had happened was merely an accident.
"But | can't help it, Mom!" she said and followed Robert into the house.
Elliot grabbed Avery's hand and gave her a reassuring look.
There was no need to stop the bickering between Layla and Robert because they had been bickering since they were young, and
Robert was upset irrespective of whether Layla teased him or not.
"Robert, what does that woman look like? Show me." Layla reached her hand out toward Robert.
Robert knew he could not escape Layla's teasing and had been prepared for it. He unlocked his phone and opened his social media
account to locate the woman's account before handing it over to Layla.
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"Oh. So this is your type, huh?" Layla studied the woman's profile photo and noticed that the woman looked innocent and rather
beautiful.
Layla was more interested in knowing Robert's taste in women.
Robert shook his head. "No. | just thought that she must be a nice person from the way she looks..."
"Since when can you tell a person's character from their looks?"
"It's just how | felt," he said.
"So, how was she different?" asked Layla with a glint in her eyes. She knew that most of the photos of beautiful women on the
inte were edited.
"She looked different, and she was dressed differently as well. | was so scared." Robert's heart still raced when he thought of it. "I
won't ever do it again."