Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

Chapter 512: Second Brother, I’m Getting Married... [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Dawn Sutherland walked to the kitchen and saw the ginger soup kept warm in the pot, she ladled it out and drank it all up.The warm ginger soup reached her stomach, enveloping her whole body in warmth. Her eyes shone brightly as she looked at the empty bowl in her hand and softly murmured, "Daisy."

She was still so thoughtful. When she gave her the purple shell in the morning, she must have noticed his voice didn’t sound right, so she made the ginger soup for him.

How could he not love such a caring and attentive Daisy?

During childhood at the Sutherland Family, no one cared about his existence, only Daisy would sweetly call him "second brother" and be so affectionate with him whenever she faced him.

And now those past times really make him reminisce.

Dawn Sutherland put down the bowl, remembered Daisy Grant’s suggestion to go to the beach. The night air was cool. Dawn Sutherland fetched his jacket from the room and headed towards the beach.

Dawn Sutherland reached the beach, searched for quite a while before he saw a figure sitting there on the sand. He walked over.

As he drew closer, he realized that beside the person sitting there were several empty beer cans, holding another can. The forlorn silhouette made his heart ache.

"Daisy," Dawn Sutherland called out as he approached.

Daisy Grant turned her head, looking at the approaching Dawn Sutherland. Her eyes dodged for a moment, quickly restoring tranquility, she called gently, "Second brother."

Dawn Sutherland sat down beside her, looking at her flushed cheeks from drinking. His gaze filled with tenderness, "What’s wrong? Not happy?"

Daisy Grant paused, took a sip of her beer, and stared at the endless sea under the moonlight, saying nothing.

Dawn Sutherland picked up a beer can from beside her and opened it. With a gentle smile, he said, "Daisy, the beer I brought from City C, you drank it like it was water. Tell second brother, what’s really the matter?"

Daisy Grant turned her gaze, quietly looking at Dawn Sutherland’s lightly smiling face, remaining silent for a few seconds before opening her palm to reveal what she had been holding, her voice somewhat hoarse, "Second brother... do you know the true meaning of the purple shell?"

Dawn Sutherland shook his head, "Daisy, tell me."

Daisy Grant’s gaze was enveloped in a thin mist, her voice low and raspy: "It’s true that purple represents luck, and shells represent love. A purple shell is a hope for fortunate love. And what I seek, not for anything else, second brother..." Daisy Grant looked straight at Dawn Sutherland, "I just want him to love me, even if just for a day, I am willing to exchange all my lifetime luck for him to love me for one day."

Dawn Sutherland tightened his grip on the beer can, striving to maintain his outward calm. He looked at the bitterness on Daisy Grant’s lips, feeling a thousand times more bitter inside.

Daisy Grant finished speaking, gave Dawn Sutherland a deep look, and took a hefty swig of beer.

Her cheeks were flushed, and seeing the pain in her eyes, Dawn Sutherland couldn’t find a way to comfort her, only hoping the alcohol might dull her pain somewhat.

"Second brother, I’ve received the purple shell, but I just got a call from Aidan Sutherland, he’s returning to the country."

When Daisy Grant’s voice echoed again, Dawn Sutherland’s body trembled violently.

Aidan Sutherland is coming back, so the marriage—Dawn Sutherland felt extremely uneasy.

Daisy Grant’s slender eyelashes trembled slightly, tears spilled from her eyes. She handed the purple shell to Dawn Sutherland, her voice choked, "Second brother, I don’t have this luck. I’ll never have the chance this life to tell him I love him. This luck might as well be given to you, second brother. I hope you—can be with the girl from your love story that was ’unfinished’. I wish this purple shell can bring you hope."

"Second brother, Aidan Sutherland is coming back, I am going to get married."