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.

away her tears and sniffed. "Okay, okay.

are you here?" He

Natalie held her breath.

she forced a smile. "Your friend, Yeason,

mixed feelings,

any more questions. Instead, he made some small talks with

obvious that the few minutes of conversation had

leave the ward and

Remington's ward, she told Benjamin the

immediately let out a

thought that Natalie would finally leave

she still refused to leave

to stay in the

her stubbornness, an inexplicable feeling stirring

Tobias was

kind to Remington.

far as partners go, Tobias had been extremely considerate

Mr.

Natalie's breathing hitched.

moment, she shook her head and smiled bitterly. "Whatever, I don't want to think about it. I'll get a headache if I think too

had promptly avoided his

didn't know

to stay, he could only wait at

and forth outside the ward. From an outsider's point of view, he suddenly thought that the two were acting

a big deal for someone to feed a

was strolling outside the ward,

Tobias, his voice

Natalie, he began calling Benjamin every day, asking all

"She has," Benjamin replied.

a moment, then asked again, "Why

thumped

woken up. Miss Godfrey is feeding him dinner now. But don't worry, they aren't being too close to each other, so I Before he could

you there? Natalie and Remington are not supposed to get close to each other. I will not allow it, not even a bit," his tone indicated a tiny hint of annoyance. "But, Mr. Whitlock, she's just feeding him food," Benjamin

Tobias pinched the bridge

more than to go to the hospital immediately and bring Natalie

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took a deep breath

the last time. She obviously felt guilty about Remington's injury. If he

to provoke her further or make things

was wait. He had to wait

Natalie would have a

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