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Chapter 159 | Miss You

Because of the anaesthesia, Nathael hadn’t awoken immediately and was transferred to the ICU.

Alex saw Maggie’s call come through but didn’t know how to respond, so he chose not to answer.

After leaving the ICU, Nathael gradually woke up and was finally out of danger.

“Mr. Harris, Ms. Adain has called several times, probably to ask about you, Alex reported, adjusting Nathael’s bed slightly.

Nathael frowned and commanded, “Give me the phone.”

Right then, Maggie’s recent message came in.

Hearing his voice, Maggie’s worried heart finally settled. Her lips pursed slightly, and tears welled up in her

eyes.

“Maggie?” Nathael swallowed, his voice revealing a tinge of anxiety.

Maggie looked down. Maggie hid the tears that were welling–up in her eyes. She grumbled. “I thought you had moved on so quickly!”

Nathael paused, then solemnly replied, “No, there won’t be anyone new.

There was no one in the past and no other woman in the future.

It was always hers.

“So, why were you unreachable for so long?” Maggie wrapped herself in a coat and stepped onto the balcony to continue their conversation.

She didn’t truly blame him; it was just creeping unease and fear that she couldn’t express.

“The adversary created some complications; it took a little extra time,” he explained with a warm voice through the headset. Finding that the sound came from the other end was oddly satisfying.

a shift in the atmosphere and instinctively straightened

sniffled as she spoke, “Where are you?

She was n

that separation sweetens romance; she found

to see him, regardless of the late hour or the distance across the city

wanted to see him and embraced him.

to calm the panic

slightly as He said in a low voice, “I’m not

with disappointment. Was he already

a little

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country for business anyway.

naturally soured

you that trusting? Aren’t you worried about what might happen when a man

rhythmic throb as his blood pressure soared.

him to the brink

Yet Maggie pursed her lips. She finally conceded and said.

this, a child–like joy bloomed on Nathael’s face, the kind that comes with the first melt of ice or the revived of spring, like a brilliant ray of sunlight piercing through the early dawn, heralding a

wait for

one day she will be willing to

watched the scene unfold. His thoughts are complex.

he had never seen Nathael so genuinely happy. He hoped that Maggie was worth

make me wait too long. I’m not known for my patience, and if someone else treats me well, I might

presence becoming ominous. “I dare anyone to try.”

softly. “Nathael, I kind of miss

only recently, Maggie felt

hadn’t been so severe, he wanted to rush to her side and hold her in

out the trouble? How’s it going?”

temporarily settled,” Nathael replied in a gentle tone.