Rural Belle & Three Heirs

What did they just hear? Grant wanted to marry Chloe? Was Grant out of his mind?

Liam scratched his head and said, "Grant, do you even realize what you just said?" "Yep!" Grant stood tall and answered confidently.

Liam stared at him, trying to detect any hint of hesitation or joking, but Grant's expression remained unwavering.

"I know what I'm saying, Liam," Grant continued, his voice filled with determination, "I've thought about this for a long time; it's not a spur-of-the-moment decision. I know how I feel about Chloe."

Liam still couldn't believe it. "You said you want to marry the ugly girl?"

Grant nodded, "Yep, that's what I said."

"But she's ugly!" Liam exclaimed.

Grant shot back, "An ugly woman is more loyal to her husband."

"Her figure isn't great either. She's skinny and not your type," Liam insisted, thinking he knew Grant well. Women like Sophia and Moira, mature and sophisticated, were more Grant's style.

Grant rolled his eyes. "I can change my taste for her."

Liam was left speechless.

Just then, Michael walked up to Grant. He whispered, "Grant, Chloe has a bad temper and can get physical when she's mad."

Grant shrugged nonchalantly. "But she's reasonable. She doesn't lash out without a damn good reason."

Without further acknowledgment, Grant turned his back on Michael and Liam, leaving them in their bewilderment.

The brothers exchanged baffled glances. Before Chloe had entered the picture, the three had made a pact: none of them would marry her.

They had once sworn with utmost conviction to disrupt and ruin the marriage alliance between the Martin and Davis families using their own methods. At that time, they believed this marriage was merely a transaction of politics and interests, devoid of genuine emotion, and absolutely not worth supporting.

But now, everything seemed to have changed.

Recalling the initial agreement, Liam couldn't help but feel a wave of conflicting and complex emotions. The belief he once held in protecting the family's interests sharply contrasted with Grant's firm attitude before him.

"Michael, what's up with Grant? Is he losing it?" Liam scratched his head, looking confused. He felt like he understood Grant less and less.

Michael agreed. "Yeah, what's going on with Grant? Has Chloe bewitched him or something?"

Michael was just as puzzled. Even though he didn't care about Chloe's looks, he would still think twice about marrying her.

While Michael was still confused, Liam suddenly slapped his forehead. "I get it! Grant is sacrificing himself to solve our problem. He's really a good guy..."

Meanwhile, upstairs, Grant couldn't hide his joy. After holding it in for so long, he finally told his brothers how he felt. He truly wanted to marry Chloe and planned to use the flaws Michael and Liam saw in her to drive them away. He would never let them know how amazing Chloe really was. If they ever saw Chloe's true beauty, they'd probably cry their eyes out.

At the same time, in the Davis Mansion in the northwest, Nicholas was tearfully looking at the photos of Chloe's injuries that she had sent him on his phone.

At his age, Nicholas was very emotional, and he kept complaining to his butler. "Oh, what is the Martin family doing? How could they let my granddaughter get so badly hurt? Look at her leg, it must be very painful. Chloe, I'm so sorry. I feel terrible for you, but I can't show it. It's all because of Louis. It's all his fault..."

Nicholas's words were met with the butler's agreement. The butler immediately had a suggestion for Nicholas. "Mr. Davis, since the Martin family didn't take good care of Miss Davis, you should send a message to Mr. Martin and put some pressure on him. Let him know about this. Otherwise, if Miss Davis gets hurt again, won't you feel even worse?"

Nicholas agreed with the butler's advice. He quickly called Louis and demanded, "Hey, Louis, Chloe hurt her leg at your place. If you think this marriage can work, warn your grandsons to take better care of her. If not, I'll come tomorrow and take her back. My poor granddaughter, she's really suffered. Her leg is wrapped so tightly..."

Meanwhile, after leaving Michael and Liam, Grant headed to Chloe's door. He'd heard from the servant that Chloe had woken up.

He waited until Chloe had finished eating before he pushed the door open and entered her room.

Well, technically, it was his room. Since Chloe moved in, his room had been taken over by her.

When Grant entered the room, Chloe was sprawled on the bed, her features shadowed by an unmistakable sense of despondency, probably out of boredom. The moment she caught sight of him, panic flashed in her eyes as she fumbled frantically for a blanket to shield herself.

Unfortunately, half of her body was already entwined with the blanket, and with her injured leg, she struggled to maneuver effectively. Her desperate tugging almost sent her tumbling off the bed.

Mia, who was taking care of her, couldn't help but say, "Miss Davis, are you cold? If you want to cover yourself, you can ask me for help."

Mia looked up and saw Grant coming in. Then she noticed Chloe's flushed face. As a married woman, Mia understood a lot, and she covered her mouth and smiled.noveldrama

In a tactful tone, yet one that hinted at mischief, she remarked to Grant, "Mr. Martin, please tend to Miss Davis for a bit. I'll fetch her medication."

With that, Mia quickly left, not forgetting to close the door behind her. Now, only Chloe and Grant were left in the room, and an indescribable tension filled the air.

Every time Chloe was alone with Grant, her heart would start racing. She lowered her face and nervously picked at her fingers, remembering Zara's words before she left: Grant liked her the most.

Just when Chloe was so nervous she didn't know what to do, Grant took a step forward and sat on the edge of her bed. He lifted his face, smiled slightly, and gently asked, "Are you afraid of me? Is that it?"