Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 137

He was eager to get things wrapped up so he could pop the question at her.

There was a silence on the other end of the call before he heard Leila say, "Mr. Meyer, what do you mean?"

"Leila, can you stop calling me Mr. Meyer? Don't forget, you're not just my secretary; you're my girlfriend; we're not at the office." Ethan raised his voice slightly, looking exasperated. His girlfriend was truly a hard nut to crack, still addressing him formally after being together for so long.

"It's just a title; why are you so hung up on it? I think Mr. Meyer suits you perfectly." Leila pouted, muttering complaints. She just couldn't figure out men. It was just a title; what's the big deal? Calling him "Mr. Meyer" made her feel unique; it brought her a subtle sense of happiness.

"So, after we're married, are you still going to call me Mr. Meyer?" Ethan quirked an eyebrow.

Leila paused before asking, "Are you proposing to me?"

"If you think a proposal is too cliché, we can skip that part and go straight to getting married." Ethan joked.

"No way, you never courted me, and now you want to skip the proposal? I won't agree."

Leila didn't hesitate to refuse. She felt hard done by. She had been made his girlfriend without warning, and in three years, she hadn't received a single flower. She worked with him every day, with little time off.

The image of him on one knee proposing had already formed in her mind, and just thinking about it made her happy.

"What are you planning to call me then?"

Leila chuckled a bit, then seriously said, "Maybe I'll still call you Mr. Meyer, or just by your first name. But I'm not going to call you 'dear' or anything cheesy like that."

"Leila, why are you so stubborn?" Ethan lay down on the bed, phone in one hand, the other resting behind his head. He looked very casual.

But then he just laughed. This chick had come a long way since she started working for him. Back then, she was always frosty and had no sense of humor.

Leila rolled her eyes, feeling like he was getting annoyed with her. "I'm not yours yet; we can break up any time. There are plenty of guys who like me; you can always find a new Mrs. Meyer."

"No going after Aaron." Ethan's tone dropped a few notches, feeling that Aaron was a major threat. With him around, the uncertainty was too high.

"Well, that depends on how you perform."

"Leila, did you call just to piss me off?" Ethan was grinding his teeth. Where did the dull girl he first met go? Why is she always trying to get on his nerves now?

"Alright, you're too jealous; I'm not talking to you anymore. I think something's come up here; take care of yourself in Aelston."

"Okay, when I come back, we'll get married," Ethan said with a smile.

"When are you coming back?"

"In a few days." Ethan was full of smiles. He had booked a flight for tomorrow, planning to surprise her.

After hanging up, Ethan felt sleepy and closed his eyes. But he was woken up by a loud knock on the door. Opening it, he saw Lucas standing outside, looking grave.

"What happened?"

"Mr. Meyer, we've received news from A City. There's been an accident on the Hillcrest Heights construction site. The roof collapsed, and several workers were badly injured; two even died on the spot. It's serious."

Ethan's face darkened. Hillcrest Heights was a project the Meyer Group had invested in for the second half of the year. It was aimed at developing high-end residential areas, and everything had been going smoothly until now.

"Did anyone from the project department go over?" Ethan asked.

"We couldn't reach the chairman, so someone reported it to Leila. Leila asked Ms. Young from the project department to go with her." This was what Lucas was worried about. He had been working with Leila for a while and knew about her relationship with Ethan as well as her health condition.

"Nonsense! How could Leila go to a place like that? When did they leave?" Ethan felt a tight grip on his heart, leaving him almost breathless.

He initially thought Leila was always wearing a poker face because that was just her personality. Later, he found out that she had severe asthma. She couldn't get too emotional, and this had become a habit. So, whenever there was a business trip or a visit to a construction site, he would have Lucas go with her.

"They left about an hour ago," Lucas said. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Ethan glanced at the time; it was exactly when she had called him. So she must be almost there now. As he spoke, he started to frantically dial Leila's number, but no one answered. Ethan turned

to Lucas, his voice trembling. "Call Ms. Young right now; tell her not to let Leila go to the construction site. No, contact everyone you can; Leila must not go to the construction site." He remembered researching asthma. Pollen and dust would affect asthma, and if there was a lot of dust at the construction site, she wouldn't be able to handle it.

No one answered Lucas' call either, and Ethan was frantic.

The two of them booked a flight back home immediately. After landing, Lucas received a call from Ms. Young, saying the families of the workers had calmed down and there were no major issues for now. Leila had also returned home. Before he had time to think, he received another call from his mother, saying his brother Beasley Meyer had died in a car accident. His mind was buzzing as he rushed to the hospital. On the way, he received a call from Silvia, who was crying, saying her sister Leila had had an asthma attack and had been taken to the hospital, her life hanging in the balance.

The two hospitals were far apart, and he was torn, not knowing which one to go to first.

"Mr. Meyer, stop dilly-dallying; your brother’s got the bigwigs with him. Go check on Leila first; she's only got little Silvia with her," Lucas blurted out. Ethan froze for a second, then hightailed it to the hospital where Leila was. Leila was still in surgery, with Silvia crouched in the corner, pale-faced and shaking uncontrollably from crying and fear.