Chapter 810

Guesthouse. When Julian got back, the place was pretty quiet. The worker told him Hannah Grant was asleep. He knocked on the door, no answer. He turned to leave but hesitated. "Hannah, I need to talk to you." Still no response. Worried, Julian slammed the door open. The second it cracked open, his heart jumped—Hannah was curled up on the bed, face pale and drenched in sweat. "Hannah!" … Hospital. When Hannah came to, Julian was right there by her side. His eyes were a little red, he looked really anxious. "Are you feeling okay? Anywhere hurting?" She shook her head. Julian finally exhaled. "Doctor said you shouldn't get too emotional…" Hannah stayed silent. Julian's voice went low and rough. "I'm sorry… this is all on me." He figured she'd gotten sick from being upset with him. "Let's go get the marriage license," Hannah said softly. "But just for a year. After that, we go our separate ways. You go back to running Hale Group, I'll run my shop in peace. We don't interfere with each othe