Chapter 1182

The Wallace Family Villa Jane lay in bed with her eyes closed, pretending to sleep. But the image of Huan’s proposal—and that strange ring—kept gnawing at her. After a while, she couldn’t resist. She reached over and poked her sister. “Sis… that ring Brother Huan used to propose… was it really made from his own rib?” “Yes,” Mina replied quietly. Even in the dark, Jane could hear the tangled thread of heartache and tenderness in her sister’s voice. Jane’s brow twitched. A rib? As in—he actually carved it out of himself? That was less romance and more… clinically alarming. Mina’s voice floated through the darkness again, tinged with guilt. “It’s my fault. If I hadn’t been so stubborn with him that day, he wouldn’t have been ambushed. He wouldn’t have been hurt so badly his rib broke.” “When I got the call and rushed to the hospital, he had just come out of surgery. He smiled at me and said he finally had the bone to make the ring I always wanted. I thought… he was joking.” Her voice soft