After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Protecting the family's honor and interests sometimes requires sacrifice.

Getting mixed up with the Boleyn family? Yeah, that engagement's set in stone.

When Nathan heard this, his good-looking face turned stormy. Dylan, on the other hand, was more level-headed and saw the bigger picture.

Dylan said, "Alright, chill out. Swing by the office, and I'll check you out. What's up with all that coughing lately?"

He remembered Nathan used to cough, but it was never this bad.

It was just the occasional cough when he felt under the weather or had a cold.

Dylan frowned, "Are the servants treating you well? If they're slacking, fire 'em and get someone who knows what they're doing."

Nathan had always been frail with a weak heart. He'd been sick on and off since he was a kid, and there were a few times he almost kicked the bucket, scaring their parents half to death.

Lately, his health had finally started to get a bit better.

Nathan waved his hand, "It's not the servants' fault. Katniss used to handle my meals, and I had medicinal stuff every day. After she left, that stopped. I asked the kitchen maid, and turns out Katniss made those meals herself, and they don't know how to do it."

Halfway through, Nathan paused, feeling a bit weird.

Before, whenever Katniss brought him those meals, he found it annoying. She'd force him to eat them every day and nagged him more than any maid.

Most times, it was Clara's persuasion that got him to finish the meals.

Then he told Katniss to stay out of his room, and Clara would bring the meals every night.

Over time, he started giving Clara the credit, forgetting it was Katniss who made the meals.

For a moment, a complicated look crossed Nathan's face.

the first floor of the hospital, at

the elevator, when he

eyes lifted slightly, looking at Desmond, then shifting to Clara beside

was around, Desmond felt like

straightened up, nodded respectfully, and

Clara's hand and

was introduced to someone

smiling

always so deferential to Maximilian, even more

charge now, but wasn't he crippled and sick, almost

future assets of the Hamilton family and the

was currently helping Desmond manage

into the Boleyn family before calling me that. Even

stunned, her face suddenly drained of

already Desmond's fiancée, yet Maximilian showed her no

bit her lip tightly, wondering what she should

was deliberately making things difficult for

black coat making him look even colder and

mad, take it out on me. I'm the one who insisted on marrying her," Desmond quickly jumped in, seeing

"Fine, go home and kneel for three hours. Tell Grandpa I said

he gritted his

Desmond's half-brother. What right do you have to punish him? What did he

stayed cold,

you nuts?"

"Five hours."

he harshly scolded Clara, "Don't

tears of frustration welled up in her

harsh on her?

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