After her rebirth by Cici

Chapter 121

"Fine! It's all my fault! I don't know what kind of spell Katniss put on you. You can like her all you want. Just don't hurt Clara, or else..." Simon snapped, "Or else I'll act like I don't have a brother!" Nathan, already feeling fragile from his illness, heard Simon's words. His pale lips quivered. "Alright."

Then he walked out without looking back.

Simon, realizing he had spoken out of anger, didn't expect Nathan to react like that. He quickly chased after him, both angry and worried. "Nathan, stop!"

Nathan paused just before reaching the door, but not because of Simon's words. He just gave Simon a cold smile. "I've kept this broken body going because of the medicine and herbal treatments Katniss prepared for me. Without her, I wouldn't have made it past twenty. She put her heart into my health, so what's wrong with me caring about her? Why do you hate her so much? Don't just focus on Clara. Look at Katniss too."

As the door opened, he walked out.

Nathan coughed as he walked, keeping his head down and trying to suppress the sound, his cheeks faintly flushed with sickness.

He only regretted not waking up sooner. It wasn't until Katniss had completely fallen out with the Manners family, with no chance of reconciliation, that he realized how much she had done for him, how humbly she had tried to please her parents and brothers.

Watching Nathan's hunched, thin back, Simon felt a pang of heartache, but he couldn't bring himself to apologize.

He thought, 'He's probably under Katniss's spell. That manic stirred up trouble at home and lingered in the family's mind even after she's gone! It's all her fault! We should've sent her to a mental asylum.' Simon was sulking when he suddenly heard Clara scream, "Nathan!"

When Simon looked closely, he saw that Nathan had fainted. "Nathan!"

He panicked and rushed forward.

Nathan's face had turned deathly pale, making him look almost like a corpse!

On the weekend,

chance to tell Cecilia that she wasn't going

a look. After wandering around, somehow

that her good friend would turn out to be

was one of

the private room, with only girls

found a quiet corner to sit in, becoming a

of juice, she sipped

wasn't even eight o'clock yet, so

was going there, as Maximilian didn't have a good relationship with the

there, it should be

did you bring Katniss to my birthday?" Byron asked Cecilia, his handsome face

who was sitting in the innermost part of the room, his expression cold and aloof, his gray attire making him seem even more distant and

at Katniss, who was quietly sitting on the sofa by the door, and felt a surge of

the past week, Katniss had

the hospital's joint consultation, the Dean didn't take the lead but let Katniss handle it independently, watching from the

of curious medical school professors came

match Katniss's. Rumors were flying that Katniss was a once-in-a-century medical prodigy, the last person to be talked about like that was the genius Jesse! Everyone admired Jesse, whose hands were naturally skilled with a scalpel, unmatched in cardiac surgery, and

compare to Jesse, and that was fine. After all, Jesse was indeed

why should Katniss, as a newcomer,

result, Byron

snorted, "I just can't stand Nova, that hypocrite. Seeing Katniss step over her to rise up really makes me

gave a look that said,