Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 205

Greta was growing impatient, waiting for Nathan's reply. Figuring he hadn't seen her messages, she decided to stick to the old adage: "If it's important, repeat it again and again," and sent her message two more times.

Meanwhile, Nathan, annoyed by the constant ding of notifications, finally picked up his phone to block the unknown number. Just before doing so, his eyes caught a glimpse of a crucial part of the message: [Lately, my sister and my husband have completely ignored boundaries, and it's driving me crazy, making my old illness flare up...]

Nathan quietly set the phone aside. His strikingly handsome face hid in the shadows, and his dark eyes gleamed like a predator ready to pounce, full of wild intensity.

This was Nathan's unhappy state, and his most genuine one.

"Nathalie, you shouldn't be like this," he murmured to himself.

There are so many beautiful things in life, yet Nathalie seemed stuck in the past, unable to let go of her grudges.

He let out a soft sigh, "Oh well, there's always tomorrow," trying to reassure himself.

One day...

Two days...

Three days...

heard

the first time, she felt what it was like to be disregarded, and it stung, filling her with

she turned to Cameron, sending him a barrage of embellished messages. [Cameron, my dad's

begged Mr. Nathan three times, but he just ignored me. I'm really at my wit's end, so

without my dad. You know I'm

my dad on purpose. That's why he lost control and accidentally injured

...

was having a

show's schedule was

rich heirs, they were still on the fringes of their families. The production team was polite but

en

the bitter taste

dragged himself back to his room, ready to collapse into bed. As he lay there, sleep started to pull him under, but his phone buzzed annoyingly. With a frown, he fished his phone out from under the pillow, groggily unlocking it to find over 99 messages from Greta. Instead of feeling