CHAPTER 879: CHAPTER 879: MARRY HER OR MARRY ME

Upon hearing this, both Finn Morgan and Hailey Hale were shocked, exchanging a glance.

Melissa Merce forced herself to hold back the bitterness and jealousy in her heart, maintaining a faint smile on her lips, compelling herself to let go.

"Is it true you won’t grant the request of a dying person?" There was deep disappointment in her tone.

Hailey Hale and Finn Morgan had just confirmed their relationship, and Hailey hadn’t even graduated, having just turned 20.

In her mind, marriage was something that should happen after at least 25.

For Finn Morgan, marrying Hailey wasn’t something he considered imminent either, even though she was his ultimate choice.

"Hailey Hale."

Melissa looked at the girl in front of her and reminded her, "Didn’t you just say you wanted to do good deeds? To help me fulfill my dying wish? Finn can marry me, why can’t he marry you?"

Hailey was left speechless by her question, "It’s not that he can’t, it’s just that..." she wasn’t ready.

Melissa then turned to look at Finn, with his high-bridged nose and profound eyes.

The black tousled hair casually fell over his forehead, making him look handsome and stirring.

"If you don’t marry her, then marry me!" Melissa said to him, "I’m giving you two choices, and I need an answer now!"

"Melissa..." Hailey wanted to convince her to go back to her room and rest as the wind was picking up outside, hoping she wouldn’t pressure Finn anymore.

Melissa, however, quietly interrupted, "My health is deteriorating, and I don’t want to attend your wedding in a wheelchair. I want to be the bridesmaid, to be dressed beautifully, to walk with you down the red carpet..."

Finally, Melissa gave them an ultimatum, "Three days, I’ll give you three days, I don’t care, you must get married!"

As her words fell, she suddenly felt weak, unable to stand steadily, her breathing turning rapid, and the figures before her began to blur.

"Melissa!"

Finn Morgan noticed something was wrong, swiftly supporting her.

Melissa closed her eyes and collapsed into his arms.

Hailey Hale was also extremely anxious, "Melissa!!"

Finn Morgan scooped her up and carried her towards the hospital room, calling out, "Doctor!! Doctor!!"

"Doctor!" Hailey also ran alongside them in urgency, heading towards the room.

Melissa heard their calls, felt his anxiety, and weakly opened her eyes, seeing a face so close that his chin was right next to her...

For the first time, she clearly smelled the faint fragrance emanating from Finn Morgan.

Melissa struggled to keep her eyes open, gazing at him greedily without wanting to blink.

"Finn..." she said weakly, resting in his embrace, trying hard to look up at him, "You must be happy..."

Finn’s heart ached for a moment, feeling a sense of guilt towards her.

Melissa’s words today also deeply moved him.

He laid Melissa on the hospital bed, and the doctor quickly arrived, putting her on a ventilator and starting the examination.

Knowing she had a terminal illness and didn’t have much time left.

Melissa’s entire disposition changed, with her condition worsening rapidly.

In Riventhal, at the Hale Villa courtyard, a black SUV came to a stop, and from it emerged a gravitas-looking man.

Paige rose from the couch, somewhat puzzled as to why Secretary Shaw had come.

"Good day, Ma’am." The man greeted her upon entering, then headed straight upstairs with brisk steps.

Clearly, Nathan Garcia had called him.

This was Secretary Shaw’s first visit inside the house, suggesting something serious had happened?

With his hurried demeanor.

Paige clutched at her heart, not daring to go up and disturb, merely left guessing inside.