Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 213

She picked out a stunning dress from her closet and carefully applied her makeup before joining Lizzy for breakfast. After a leisurely morning, she finally headed off to the prison.

The warden greeted her with an apologetic tone, "Your father was attacked by an inmate on death row. His legs are severely injured, and he's lost a lot of blood. But your brother-in-law just took him to the hospital." Severely injured legs? That was all?

Nathalie felt a wave of sorrow, her voice unexpectedly soft. "I see."

The warden noticed her somber expression and shook his head sympathetically.

Nathalie left the prison and drove to the hospital. After checking with the reception desk, she found out Patrick was being treated in the emergency room.

Cameron was sitting by himself in the waiting area outside, his handsome face showing nothing but worry and unease.

As Nathalie walked up, Cameron first noticed her exquisite high heels, which encased her delicate feet. Her toenails were painted in a dazzling polish and adorned with tiny roses.

Such a bold style seemed out of place, given Cameron's current mood.

irritated by the intrusion. But when he saw it was

her whole look today was

a red V-neck dress paired with a massive diamond necklace, extravagant earrings, and bracelets. Her long hair cascaded down her back in perfect curls, and even her hairband sparkled. Her glowing face was framed by expertly drawn brows, and her lips were a captivating

She was breathtakingly gorgeous.

found himself momentarily stunned. He never imagined his ex-wife could be this beautiful,

And this calculating?

really appropriate," Cameron's gaze darkened. Nathalie shot back, "On a happy day like this, how is

in critical condition, and you call this happy? You-how did you become like this?" He often wondered how his gentle and kind ex-wife

elevator doors opened, and Greta appeared in a wheelchair, pushed by a new caretaker. Nathalie caught sight of Greta and took a step

close, "Look into my eyes, Cameron, and you'll

of

found himself drawn in by

eyes were filled only with

felt as though something heavy had struck

to him, from Greta's viewpoint, Nathalie