A Cue for Love (Natalie and Samuel)

Chapter 77 How Dare You Touch Her

The rays of the sun shone brightly on Samuel, and after he held back his cold demeanor, all that was left was his appealing looks.

He was the first and last man that Natalie deemed good-looking. Even though he was always in hot pursuit, Natalie’s heart fluttered from time to time when she thought about his relentlessness.

“Daddy, what are you talking to Natalie about?” Franklin scrunched up his brows while asking. It sounded as if he was jealous since he deemed Natalie his chosen one.

Why are they leaning so close together? Don’t tell me Daddy wants to take her away from me? Is he not aware that he’s almost thirty? What? Does he think he can compete with someone as young as me?

Samuel just looked at Franklin, and the corner of his lips curled before he replied, “You can ask her.”

Natalie was stunned to hear that, and she was now trying her very best to construct a sentence to reply to Franklin.

Just then, a frantic voice was heard shouting from the side.

“Yana! Yana! Are you all right?”

Following the shouts of the man was the wailing of a child, who was already sobbing like there was no tomorrow.

“Mommy, w-what happened… Mommy…”

come undone as she writhed on the ground. Her face was as

thrown the people in the kindergarten

of

glanced at the condition of

trying her best to breathe. Not only that, but she

ailment, but the disease was related to the heart. This could be serious because if

could never stand by and watch something

went to Yana’s side and kneeled, placing her

was getting weaker and weaker, and not

she could hear her heartbeat and breathing better. Just like that, she heard the

anticipated. If she didn’t receive immediate treatment now, the doctors still wouldn’t be able to save her life even if she was rushed

took a small pouch attached to

and started applying it to Yana’s acupuncture

up now, and even though he was panicking, he still kept some of his cool during the

“Are you a doctor?”

coroner.” Natalie looked at Hans when she

changed. “A coroner’s job is to perform an autopsy on the dead, so how can you perform what you’re doing on Yana? Get off her! I