Chapter 23%
“Sharon!”
Nathan ran toward me, his ams wrapping around my frail body as I lay helpless on the hospital bed. His embrace was d desperate, as if he feared I would disappear if he let go. And once again, I saw his tears–flowing freely, unrestrained.
“Don’t cry, Nathan,” I whispered, hugging him back with as much strength as I could muster kept my promise I opened my eyes
But instead of calming him, my words only made his sobs grow heavier Guilt twisted inside me
Nathan–the man who was always so full of laughter, who could brighten even the darkest days with his endless jokes–was now trembling, drowning in sadness and fear. And it was because of me
“Please,” his voice shook as he held me tighter. “Please, don’t do this again. I won’t forgive myself if you don’t come back to me next
A small, tired smile found its way to my lips. Gently, I stroked his back, letting him release the storm of emotions he had bottled up Everyone has the night to cry
į, too, had crumbled in grief when I heard about Edgar’s death. So why should i be surprised that Nathan, the man who loves me, would break down after almost losing me?
I glanced toward my mother, who stood by the door, her eyes filled with warmth. With a knowing smile, she quietly stepped out, giving us a moment alone
She understood that, of everyone, Nathan had suffered the most watching me fight for my life.
“Nathan Imurmured. “Can you let go for a second? I’m starting to feel a little suffocated here
He shook his head stubbornly. “No, I don’t want to let you go. I don’t want you to—“%)
“Hey!” Lout him off, gently pushing him back. He pouted like a scolded child, looking utterly adorable despite hus distress.
“Tim fine, okay?” Treassured him, hoping to ease his worry🙂
His jaw clenched. “You’re not line, Sharon You were stabbed. A mystenous attacker almost=”||
Tarched an eyebrow, silently telling him not to tverreact. His shoulders slumped as he looked away, clearly reluctant to say anything that might upset me further)
A sudden thought struck me, making my heart clench
“My children, Nathan. Where are they? Are they okay? I want to see my baby, help me stand up.”
Nathan met my gaze, his expression softening “You just woke up from a coma. We’ll see them later. They’re fine,” he promised. “They’re beautiful–so handsome. But He hesitated.}
My breath hitched.”
“They were born prematurely,” he admitted. They need intensive care, but I swear, they’re strong. They’re fighters, just like their mother
on when the situation was dire. I trusted him. I
A quiet chuckle slipped from my lips. Nathan always knew how to ease my mind, even
knew he wouldn’t lie to me. My babies would be okay.
“I’m sorry, my little ones. Mommy put you through so much trouble,‘}
Nathan cleared his throat, pulling me back from my thoughts. “I brought your favonte porridge and chicken soup.” He lifted a small container, the warm aroma filling the room.
My heart softened
“Nathan,” I called gently. He looked at me with quiet affection.
“My boutique-
“Sharon,” he cut me off, his tone shifting into something firm yet tender. “Don’t worry about anything right now. The only thing that matters is you getting better so you can finally hold your twins,“X
His words were comforting, but my mind refused to stay still. There was something else I needed to know. Something I had been dreading yet yearning to confirm X
Grace
What had Nathan done about her?
I didn’t need him to confirm that she was responsible. Deep down, I already knew. But I needed to hear it from him.
Had he reported her to the police? Considering how he obtained the evidence–illegally–I doubted it would hold up in court.!!!
But I needed justice.
I deserved justice.
are you going t
going to do about Grace?”
I swallowed down my emotions, forcing myself to stay composed. “Nathan,” I murmured. “What are
He stiffened. His sharp eyes studied me, as if measuring how much I knew
“Grace?” he repeated, buying himself time
I nodded “Is it possible that she was behind all this?” | feigned ignorance, waiting for his reaction.
A slow breath escaped him as he placed the porridge bowl on the nightstand. He reached for my hand, his fingers brushing over my
skin with a gentleness that contrasted the storm raging in his eyes
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“If you suspect her,” he finally said, voice low and steady, “then I won’t deny it. Because yes, i
My stomach twisted.
it was her
- ng. “What was her goal? What could she possibly gain from
“I just don’t understand why,” I admitted, staring at the sterile white ceiling. hurting me?“:
Nathan tightened his grip on my hand, forcing me to look at him. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “But she needs to be punished, Sharon, If we let this go, she’ll just do something worse next time.”
I nodded. She needed to pay. What she did wasn’t just an act of jealousy–it was a crime.
“But how will you report her?” I hesitated !!
Nathan had evidence, but we both knew it was obtained illegally. That alone could ruin our case before it even started.
Instead of answering, he simply smirked. That sly, dangerous smirk I had seen before the one that reminded me of the ruthless man beneath his charming exterior.
hope
i
Nathan, the man who could weave cunning plans like a master strategist. And for the first time since waking up, I felt a spark of
Tve already taken care of it,” he assured me. “You don’t need to worry about anything” He leaned in, his voice softer now, almost like a vow “All you need to do is get better–for the sake of your two children“;
I exhaled, my heart a little lighter.?
Nathan would make sure Grace faced justice.
And I–I would make sure I lived to see it.
