Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 271

Cameron burst in like a whirlwind, helping Greta up from the ground. She leaned heavily into him, looking as fragile as a leaf about to fall, her voice barely above a whisper. "Nathalie, I only asked you to stay away from Dad because I was scared you'd pull another one of Cameron's disappointment in Nathalie grew. His eyes were blazing with anger and locked onto Nathalie as he bellowed, "Nathalie, if anything happens to your sister, you'll pay for it..."

your stunts and hurt him. Why did you have to be so rough with me? You know I'm not well, yet you treated me like this... cough, cough..."

Nathalie simply rolled her eyes at his outburst. His glare, full of malice, brought back memories from another time. Just like before, whenever Greta played her little games, Cameron would lose his temper without bothering to find out the truth.

Back then, Nathalie loved him and worried that his anger would wear him down, so she swallowed all the unfairness in silence, as long as he wasn't too over the top. But now, with love long gone, Nathalie saw Cameron's fury as nothing more than the tantrum of a selfish and ugly man.

"Cameron, if your eyes aren't working properly, maybe you should donate them," Nathalie said, raising her hand and giving him a slap right back.

The sound echoed loudly, marking the first time Cameron had ever been hit by a woman.

Greta's eyes went wide with shock. "Nathalie, did you just hit Cameron?"

She rushed over, "How dare you hit Cameron? He's a man; you've humiliated him!"

Cameron pulled Greta back. "Greta, don't lower yourself to her level."

Nathalie, unfazed, tripped Greta, sending her sprawling to the ground. Greta was now on her knees and wincing in pain, crying out, "Nathalie, how

a smirk. "Didn't you say I was bullying you? Now we're

with a complaint. "Cameron,

considering Nathalie's story, Cameron

side of

Greta

lashed out

apologize

think you

Cameron tightened his on

apologize to your sister

Content

"You're

something more awful to Greta next time? Nathalie stared at his hand clamped around her wrist, as unyielding as a vice, with not an ounce of

she'd hurt Greta that

warned him fiercely, "Cameron, let go,