Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 237

Cameron finally seemed to get why Nathalie held such a grudge against him.

Maybe it was the long hours without food, but his stomach started acting up again, sending waves of dull pain through him. He leaned against the wall and, with some effort, pushed himself upright. Slowly, he made his way to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and found it completely bare. Frustrated, he slammed the door shut.

"Cameron, you know your stomach is delicate. You need to eat regularly. I've stocked the fridge with ingredients that are easy on your stomach. I know you're swamped with work and might not have time to shop, so just let me know when it needs refilling," Nathalie's caring voice echoed in his mind.

He remembered how back when Nathalie was around, she took care of every little detail for him, and somehow, his stomach issues had eased.

But after Nathalie left the Capital, no one else fussed over him like that. He and Greta threw caution to the wind, indulging in whatever they fancied for a while, which only brought his stomach problems back.

Lately, he'd been running on empty, both physically and mentally, with his bad moods and poor eating habits leading to the worst stomach flare-up he'd ever experienced.

It wasn't long before the pain left him pale and doubled over. All he could do was squat on the floor and dial 911.

As he waited on the cold floor for the ambulance, his usual tough-guy attitude wavered a bit. He should've listened to Nathalie about eating right and sleeping well. Health really is wealth.

ambulance finally showed up. The paramedics

be so full of life, and now he's living in this

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