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...

still, Greta heard nothing

it was like to be disregarded,

now." With that, she turned to Cameron, sending him a barrage of embellished messages. [Cameron, my dad's in trouble. He accidentally hurt Mr. Nathan and got

I'm really at my wit's end, so I had to reach out to you

can't be without my dad. You know

my dad on purpose. That's why he

...

a

show's schedule was

heirs, they were still on the fringes of their families. The production team

en

felt the bitter taste

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 worried, he just felt irritated.