Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 315

"Cameron, I need to head home." Greta hung up the phone and immediately set out to find Cameron, hoping he'd drive her back.

Cameron was sprawled out on a deck chair on the balcony, idly scrolling through his phone. "Head back for what? You know how swamped I've been lately, and my mom really needs me right now."

Greta approached him, almost kneeling, resting her head on his lap. She had a knack for sweet-talking and coming across as vulnerable. "Cameron, Nathalie's back home. I need to see if things are okay. I have this gut feeling her return isn't all sunshine and rainbows." Cameron's hand paused over his phone, the coldness in his eyes softening a bit. "If you're that uneasy about it, then we should head back."

Greta planted a light kiss on his cheek. "Thanks, babe."

All Cameron felt was the dampness on his face. He wiped away the mark Greta left, frowning slightly.

Noticing his reaction, Greta felt her face flush and then pale. When had Cameron started finding her affection so off-putting?

She distractedly tossed some clothes into her suitcase and dragged Cameron to the car.

Before long, Greta and Cameron pulled up in front of the Brown family mansion.

Nathalie stood on the second-floor balcony, elegantly sipping her coffee. Her gaze was calm as she watched the front door.

the car, Greta looked up and locked eyes with Nathalie. A wave of panic

home, Greta,"

seeing the pajamas she wore. Those pajamas were the only piece of clothing he had bought Nathalie during their marriage, and she used

cracked like an old painting.

with a sweet smile. "Hey there,

found

her voice sharp. "Nathalie, what are you playing

I'm just here

that belongs to you. I'm Dad's only

lips,

demeanor was all grace and

not..." Greta

was growing paler by the second. He told Greta, "She's probably talking about the

chill running through

was here to

broke out on

was

be staying long," Greta reassured herself quietly. There was no way Greta could give the kidney back