In the ferocious, gushing river, Remington spotted a crocodile so huge his heart almost leaped out of his mouth.

The crocodile's savage stare was enough to scare the life out of him.

He could have fled and escaped, but at that moment, he suddenly fell into a trance.

At the very second he got distracted, the crocodile seized the opportunity to pounce, attacking him.

It opened its bloody mouth as it lunged at Remington, so close he could see the remnants of its previous prey stuck between its dagger teeth clearly.

Even though his reaction was quick, the crocodile still got him, sinking its fang deep inside his flesh.

If it weren't for his friend who killed the crocodile with a gun, he might have already died on the spot.

Blood spurted out from the wound as he laid on the ground, groaning helplessly. At that moment, the agonizing pain electrocuted his entire body when something suddenly became clear in his mind. Everything seemed to click into place in that instant.

Remington squinted as a ray of bright light shone directly into his eyes.

His eyelids slowly fluttered open.

The first person he saw was Natalie.

She was staring at him anxiously, her eyes filled with concern.

Natalie was stunned for a while when she saw Remington wake up at long last from his deep sleep.

She didn't know whether she should laugh or cry.

"You're awake, Remington! Thank God, you've finally woken up." Natalie cried out.

She was smiling, but tears were streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Earlier on, the doctor had told her that Remington might regain consciousness soon.

She had been waiting for him in the ward ever since.

Although she was already mentally prepared, she still couldn't stop herself from being emotional when she saw Remington open his eyes.

From the moment she arrived at the hospital, she had been waiting for him to wake up, and more than once feared she might never get to see him again. Now, there he was, alive and conscious. "Please stop crying. Your tears are dripping onto my wound," he joked feebly, and his eyes curved into half-moons.

Remington's voice was still hoarse, probably because he had just awoken from weeks of coma.

tears and sniffed. "Okay, okay. I'll

here?"

Natalie held her breath.

smile. "Your friend, Yeason, told me about

then stared at her with mixed

did not ask her any more questions. Instead, he made some small talks with her as if

that the few minutes of

the ward and let

out of Remington's ward, she told Benjamin the

let out a sigh of relief

that Natalie would finally leave

still refused

to stay in the hospital to take

his lips at her stubbornness, an inexplicable

wonder Tobias was so

being too kind to Remington. Excessively

far as partners go, Tobias had been extremely considerate

should also think about how Mr. Whitlock feels," Benjamin

Natalie's breathing hitched.

shook her head and smiled bitterly. "Whatever, I don't want to

promptly

didn't know what to say

was determined to stay, he could only wait

dinner herself. Benjamin paced back and forth outside the ward. From an outsider's point of view, he suddenly thought that the two were acting too intimately with each

a big deal for someone to

he was strolling outside the

Tobias, his voice low and

calling Benjamin every

"She has," Benjamin replied.

again, "Why can't I see her in

heart thumped against

Godfrey is feeding him dinner now. But don't worry, they aren't being too close

not allow it, not even a bit," his tone indicated a tiny hint of annoyance. "But, Mr. Whitlock, she's just feeding him food,"

Tobias pinched the bridge of his nose,

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took a deep breath and

about Remington's injury. If he forced her to come back, he would only make her

lost her memories, so Tobias didn't want to provoke her further or make things

do now was wait. He had

Natalie would have

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