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.

you here?"

Natalie held her breath.

forced a smile. "Your friend, Yeason, told

her with mixed feelings, the look in his eyes

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

had just regained consciousness, it was obvious that the few minutes of conversation had already

decided to leave the ward and let him get proper

she got out of Remington's ward, she told Benjamin the good

out a sigh of relief as

Natalie would finally leave

still refused

stay in the

her stubbornness, an inexplicable feeling

wonder Tobias was

was being too kind to

extremely considerate to allow her to

you should also think about how Mr. Whitlock

Natalie's breathing hitched.

head and smiled bitterly. "Whatever, I don't want to think about it. I'll get a headache

had promptly avoided his

know what

he could only wait at the hospital

two were acting too intimately with each other. However,

deal for someone to feed a

as he was strolling

Tobias,

began calling Benjamin every

"She has," Benjamin replied.

moment, then asked again, "Why can't I see her in

thumped

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

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

said no." Tobias pinched the bridge

more than to go to

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a deep breath and calmed

obviously felt guilty about Remington's injury. If he forced her to come back, he

to provoke her further or make things

wait. He had

he and Natalie would have

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