Chapter 174. The Secret of the Betrothal

Ellie's POV

Minutes later!

The one hour flickers so fast for someone engrossed in a zillion thoughts and swimming in a quagmire of unanswered questions. In a blink, my father is lifting the oxygen cup off his nose and kicking it aside, and in the next minute, he is stumbling to sit down. I try to stop him, but he waves me off.

"I am not that weak, my dear.” He faintly murmurs as I adjust the pillows to support his back for him.

I don't know if he should be doing this but he is one stubborn patient. And I know he will argue for his points even when he knows they are wrong until he wins. "You are not. But you will be if you keep being stubborn like this," I say as I crouch on the seat beside him, resting my hands on his.

"At least you know where you got your stubbornness from. And I am proud that you at least carry some of my character traits," he says with a weak smile.

Really now? "I see. So, what else did I take from you apa