Chapter 49: Out of Her Reach

The phone rang. It was Peyton calling. Trevor answered.

“Trevor, I had nothing to do today, so I tried making some desserts. Do you want to come over and try them?” The woman’s voice carried a hint of excitement.

“I’m not coming over today.”

Peyton’s voice fell slightly. “Trevor, is something going on?”

Trevor thought for a moment. “Summer is trying on wedding dresses today.”

Peyton’s hand stiffened around her phone. A wedding dress? Does that mean they’ve already set a wedding date?

Peyton hurriedly said, “Trevor, I know I’m asking too much, but I’m getting a heart transplant next week. Can you wait until after my surgery before trying on wedding dresses?”

Trevor’s face remained cold. “Peyton, getting a new heart is about taking care of your own body. How can you use that as an excuse? Josh will take good care of you.”

With that, Trevor hung up. Peyton stared at the disconnected call and threw her phone onto the bed.

Although Trevor had stayed with her last night, he had been visibly distracted. When he saw that her condition was stable in the middle of the night, he had even tried to leave. It was only because she had cried and begged him, saying she was afraid of suddenly relapsing in the middle of the night, that he had reluctantly stayed.

Lately, she could clearly feel that Trevor no longer treated her with the same care as before. If this continues, Trevor will eventually lean toward Summer.

When Josh entered the hospital room, he saw Peyton sitting on the couch, her delicate brows furrowed, her face a little pale. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her chest, making her look fragile and pitiful. Josh’s heart clenched painfully.

“Peyton, it’s time to take your medicine.”

“Josh, Trevor is taking Summer to try on wedding dresses. Where are they going? I need to stop them.”

Josh quickly reassured her, “Peyton, you’re about to have a heart transplant. You can’t get emotional.”

“If Trevor marries Summer, then my recovery will be meaningless.”

Josh couldn’t hold back his anger. “Peyton, do you know how much money and effort went into securing…”

“Josh, I’m sorry. It’s just that I love Trevor too much. I’m afraid that once I recover, he won’t come to see me anymore.”

“Trevor wouldn’t do that. He really wants you to get better. Think about it, ever since you returned, he’s always been there for you. He cares about you.”

Peyton wiped her tears. “You’re right. Trevor has been so good to me. I have to get better so I can be worthy of him.”

Josh sighed and gently stroked Peyton’s long hair. Peyton, can't you look at someone else for once?

Summer returned to Stewart Group. As soon as she sat down in her office, she saw that the approval for the 500-million-dollar investment had been processed. The investment was a large sum, so Graham Group had transferred the funds in two installments. Graham Group’s efficiency was truly impressive. It handled billions as casually as spare change. That made sense; Graham Group was the wealthiest corporation in the country, with money beyond measure. Last year’s billionaire rankings showed that Fraser’s net worth had skyrocketed, growing several times faster than Trevor’s.

Summer was well aware of her limits. If she had failed so miserably with Trevor, then a man like Fraser was even more out of her reach. But now, she had a clear goal. She would become the heir to Stewart Group. She never had such ambition before, but recently, something had awakened it within her. Rather than letting Margaret take over, she might as well claim it for herself. Thirty percent of the shares was the beginning of something new.

She opened WhatsApp and immediately saw the pinned chat, “Pudding’s-Dad.” The last message remained from yesterday. Summer thought for a moment, then began typing, “I received the investment today. Thank you. This morning, I didn’t mean to…”

Just then, her assistant, Quinn, knocked on the door. “Ms. Stewart, Mr. Stewart wants to see you in his office.”

“Got it.”

Taking the elevator to the 27th floor, she stopped at Jasper’s office door and knocked. A deep male voice came from inside. “Come in.”

Summer opened the door and stepped in, her heels clicking against the floor. Then, she saw a familiar figure sitting on the couch. She froze for a second before her brows furrowed.

Jasper stood up. “Summer, you said you were going to try on wedding dresses today. Why didn’t you mention it earlier? Why did you go to the mall instead and make Trevor wait for so long?”