Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 396

Cameron ended the call and stared out into the night, the darkness a backdrop to his swirling thoughts. Why did hearing about Greta's illness hurt so deeply? He knew she was deceitful, not deserving of his unwavering love, yet that love seemed etched into his very soul, an instinct he couldn't shake.

At the hospital, Nathalie was parked in her car, watching as Cameron pulled in. A sly grin spread across her face. She rested her perfectly manicured hand on the door handle, her nails glinting under the streetlights. With a graceful motion, she stepped out, her red cocktail dress a fiery testament to her boldness. Nathalie moved like a flame dancing in the wind, heading toward the hospital entrance.

"Nathalie," Cameron called out, catching her by surprise.

She turned, a slow, knowing smile on her lips, like a hunter eyeing their prey. Cameron was momentarily stunned by her striking appearance. "I've never seen you wear something so... captivating," he remarked. Nathalie's eyes flashed with a sarcasm that cut deep. "Cameron, as your wife, I was so broke I could barely afford a decent meal. Dressing up was hardly a priority."

Cameron's face fell, and he mumbled an apology.

ahead, unfazed. "You have plenty to

realizing their destination was the same when they reached Greta's room. "You're here to

shrugged casually. "She's my sister, and she's sick. I'm here to visit

suppress a chuckle. "You seem more interested in the drama than

Ignoring his comment, Nathalie

looking frail and worn. But

Greta demanded, her voice edged with

smile bright. "Greta, I'm

dress, a twinge of envy tightening her chest. "Dressed like that, anyone would think you're here for a gala and not

reply, instead casting a teasing glance at Cameron. He shifted awkwardly, feeling the heat of her gaze. Silence spoke louder than words, leaving Greta simmering with frustration. "Why did you come with

trying to explain. "We just