My Husband Declared Me Brain Dead, But His First Love Survived Her Brain Cancer novel Chapter 13

In the days that followed, Sebastian fell gravely ill, unable to leave his bed.

Charlotte, in her persistent attempts to win him back, cooked nourishing soups several times and brought them to his door, knocking softly.

"Seb, please, let me in. Let me see how you’re doing."

But each time, she was met with rejection.

Even the housekeeper gently advised her, "Miss Hayes, Mr. Edwards said he doesn’t want to see anyone. He just needs some time alone."

"Why don’t you leave the soup with me? You can come back later."

But Charlotte refused to listen. She took her act even further, using a classic tactic—playing the victim. She knelt outside his door, claiming it was to "atone for her sins."

"Seb, whether I’m guilty or not, I’m the one who’s living with Isabella’s brain."

"If you’re angry, if you want to blame someone, blame me!"

"It’s my fault for being weak, for getting brain cancer, and now I’ve made things so difficult for you."

"If you don’t want to see me anymore, I’ll pack up and leave for a while, so you can have space…"

Charlotte couldn’t contain her excitement. Her face lit up with joy as she jumped to her feet.

"Seb, really? Your mom is coming? When will she arrive? Should I start preparing now? Which outfit do you think she’ll like best?"

But Sebastian stared at her, his expression unreadable.

"Charlotte."

"You’re so eager to marry me, aren’t you?"