The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 765

Chapter 765

The elders of the Bouchers had never taken a liking to Nolan as a kid, and neither did Helios' grandfather.

Still, Helios knew very clearly that it was because he had met Nolan when he was a child that he knew what kind of person he wanted to be, what kind of life he wanted to live, and how he could choose a path in life that would not make him regret.

He then added, "I wouldn't have grown up to be the Helios that you know today if I hadn't met Nolan back then."

Richard's expression looked cold and stern. He got up and left with a sullen face in the end. Yael stopped in front of his son, raised his hand, and placed it on his shoulder. "Just do whatever that you want to do."

Helios froze in place and looked up." Father..."

Yael's grasp intensified before he retracted his hand, turned around, and went upstairs.

Helios walked out of the villa while Francisco was leaning against the wall, with his arms crossed. "Helios, I've regarded you as an idol ever since I was a boy because you excel in so many aspects of life when compared to me. Not to mention that you've always been the grandson that our grandfather valued and appreciated more."

He faced Helios and grinned after saying that. "But I now realize that I seem to have lived a much happier life, so it turns out that I'm also a man that you would envy."

Helios scoffed. "You're now the only hope the Bouchers have left, so don't learn from me."

Francisco sneered. "Nah, I'll pass. I really like my current life, and I'm not interested in inheriting the Bouchers and its business.

I replace it extremely troublesome."

"Care to go for a drink or two?"

Francisco was surprised. "You're actually asking me out for a drink? Are you trying to deceive me?"

Helios patted him on his shoulder. "I'm buying today."

Meanwhile, at the hospital...

Maisie sat on the chair next to Nolan's bed, looking after him. She lowered her head and took a ring box out of her pocket.

She had already designed and manufactured the ring long ago, thinking of giving him a surprise when they returned from Winston Island.

Ryleigh stuck her head out from the frame of the door, "Zee."

Maisie turned to look at her and forced a smile through the corners of her lips." You're still here.”

"I was discharged from the hospital yesterday. I'm here just to see you..." Ryleigh stopped next to Maisie and fixed her gaze on the box in her hand. "Is this the wedding ring that you... designed?" Maisie nodded.

The only thing in common that the two silver rings shared was the intertwined gold thread design that was carved horizontally onto the surface of the ring, and the extra diamond inlaid edge of the female ring resonated with the simple and elegant-looking male ring.

Ryleigh scratched her cheek. "Shouldn't Nolan give you the wedding ring?"

She thought that men should be the ones giving wedding rings to women.

Maisie smiled and looked at the man lying on the hospital bed. "Perhaps he wants one that comes from me?"

Ryleigh pouted.

"Why does it feel like I just got bombarded with a lovey-dovey missile?

Maisie thought of something and asked," How's Louis doing?"

Ryleigh was caught off guard and was stunned for a split second. She then crossed her arms. "Louis, he... He's recovering at lightspeed and doing very well. You don't have to worry about him." Maisie looked at her for a while, lowered her eyes, and chuckled. "It seems that you and Louis got along pretty well when we weren't in Bassburgh."

Ryleigh wanted to say something, hesitated, and did not utter anything in the end.

She shifted her gaze away from Maisie, saw something inadvertently, and pointed at the bed. "I... I... I saw Nolan's fingers move!" Maisie turned to look at him, and Nolan was still lying on the bed, motionless.

Thus, she complained helplessly, "Ryleigh, that's not advisable if what you wanted to do was to divert my attention."

"No!" Ryleigh's expression looked serious." I really saw it! The index finger of Nolan's right hand moved just now. He's woken up!"

Maisie was astounded.

'Ryleigh might love to joke around from time to time, but she wouldn't use Nolan's wellbeing in her joke just to cheer me up. Plus, she doesn't look like a liar.'

Maisie turned to look at Nolan again, lifted her hand, and held the back of his warm hand.