Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 772

Nathalie didn't say a word, but her hand lightly rested on his shoulder, as gentle as a butterfly—so delicate and hesitant, carrying a touch of cautious fear.

He visibly stiffened.

"I heard Ashley wants to see me?" he asked, his voice as calm as a still pond.

Nathalie moved around to face him. Since he was in a wheelchair, she had to crouch down to meet his eyes.

"I'm so foolish," she suddenly burst out, tears streaming down her face.

"I've seen you before, yet how could I not recognize you?"

"You helped me convince that detective to reveal the truth about my mother's tragic incident. I thought it was just a small favor from you."

"How could I have been so blind? You were right there beside me, always looking out for me, yet I didn't see you."

As she wept, she buried her face in his lap, her body shaking with sobs. "Nathan, I'm sorry, I was such a fool."

Number 13 watched her with a blank expression, perhaps not even realizing how gentle and affectionate his gaze had become.

wanting to touch her, but he held

couldn't offer her anything, it was better

I think you've got

tear-filled eyes and insisted, "I'm not mistaken.

don't deny me.

much like you. It clouded my judgment, made me think he

I'm sure you're my Nathan. When I sent you away your scars, your vision, your legs they weren't

Didn't you promise me you'd see

body suddenly shook

Nathalie away,

presence now seemed as forlorn as a

autumn wind, dancing aimlessly without any will of

floor, but she forgot the physical

instinctual reaction hurt her heart

her eyes, tears streaming

I had known it would come to this, I

alarm, seeing Nathalie sitting helplessly