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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 long time. Nathael sensed a shift in the atmosphere and instinctively straightened up. “Maggie, are

sniffled as she spoke, “Where are

She was n

adage that separation sweetens romance; she found herself just this once, longing to act crazy

or the distance across the

she still wanted to see

the panic and unrest

swallowed slightly as He said in a low

her gait tinged with disappointment. Was he already

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going back to the country for business anyway. I’ll send him to accompany you, Nathael said gently,

was naturally soured

with the buttons on her clothing and said indifferently, “A man or a woman? Are you that trusting? Aren’t you worried about what

a rhythmic throb

of driving him to the brink with

grew stern, a warning underlying his words. Yet Maggie pursed her lips. She finally conceded and said. “I know; I’ll wait

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

wait

will be

unfold. His

seen Nathael so genuinely happy. He hoped

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

becoming ominous. “I dare anyone to

softly. “Nathael, I kind of miss

ways only recently, Maggie

so severe, he wanted to

you sorted out the trouble? How’s it

settled,” Nathael replied in a gentle tone.