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.

floor of the hospital, at the

was holding Clara's hand, about to step out of the elevator, when he

eyes lifted slightly, looking at Desmond, then shifting

around, Desmond felt like he

up, nodded respectfully, and

he squeezed Clara's hand and nervously introduced,

the first time Clara was introduced to someone from the Boleyn family

up, smiling elegantly and

deferential to

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

assets of the Hamilton family and the

Maximilian was currently

family before calling me that. Even your father has to call me Mr. Hamilton. Is it appropriate for you

her face suddenly

already Desmond's fiancée, yet Maximilian

wondering what she

deliberately making things

completely unaware, his black coat

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

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

and he gritted

half-brother. What right do you have to punish

stayed

nuts?"

"Five hours."

harshly scolded Clara, "Don't talk to

and tears of frustration welled up in her

so harsh on her?

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