WantNovelChapter 1358: In this situation, it was hard to tell right from wrong.
Nate wasn't necessarily wrong-his secrecy was meant to spare her from worry and danger, not to deceive her.
Was she wrong, then? Maybe.
From the moment she chose to be with Nate, perhaps she shouldn't have tried to prove her capabilities or share his hardships but instead accepted a protected life as a trophy wife.
Corrine glanced at Nate's solemn face, said nothing more, and turned to leave.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNate made no move to stop her this time, watching silently as she disappeared from view.
A heavy silence filled the hallway.
Matias and Saul exchanged uneasy glances, neither daring to approach Nate, fearful of the consequences.
As they hesitated, the bandages wrapping Nate's body gradually stained red, seeping through his hospital gown.
Despite this, Nate remained motionless, seemingly numb to the pain now that Corrine had left.
Unable to stand by and watch, Matias stepped forward.
"Sir, we should tend to your wounds first," he suggested, his voice tinged with concern.
Nate appeared unresponsive, lost in his thoughts.
Observing Nate's pallor and frailty, Matias spoke again. "Miss Holland will surely be even more upset if anything happens to you." At this, Nate's eyelashes fluttered slightly, showing a hint of reaction before he slowly moved to leave.
шор. ѕǝлои теб ио ѕәрсәл He stumbled, but Matias quickly supported him.
"Sir, you have a fever!" Matias exclaimed, noticing Nate's feverish skin. Normally, a fever wouldn't be alarming, but given Nate's recent brush with death and the evident reopening of his wound, it was cause for concern.
"How do you plan to explain this?" Vulture asked, looking at Nate, who had returned with a troubled expression.
Vulture had hoped to clear up misunderstandings with Corrine, but now she was unreachable, having blocked his calls.
He felt unjustly treated. He had intervened to protect rotect Nate oro m Corrine's behalf, yet now she seemed beyond reconciliation. Frustrated, Vulture threw his phone onto the sofa, lit a cigarette, and inhaled deeply.
"Didn't you say everything was arranged?" he demanded of Nate. "You assuredthe hotel was secure, so how did she leave without any news?" Nate remained silent, his face grim, as the doctor attended to his wounds.
His formidable presence filled the room, causing the doctor to sweat despite his efforts to remain composed. Just then, the sound of steady footsteps approached.
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