Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Morris looked pale as he stared at the card Nathalie handed back to him. This

was the card he had risked everything for, the one where he had tucked away all his savings for her. And now, with Nathalie giving it back-what on earth was that supposed to mean?

Was she trying to create some distance between them?

Nathalie spoke softly, "Having some money on hand will make things easier for you."

Morris's fingers trembled slightly. "Nathalie, that money was a gift for you. I never planned on taking it back."

Nathalie replied, "I don't need it anymore. The company is doing well, and Stewart Enterprise is profitable every year. I can take care of myself now. Please, keep it."

Morris's voice was choked with emotion, "At least keep part of it. You don't have to give me the whole card back."

Nathalie insisted, "It's always good to have some cash on you, especially when you're away from home."

With that, she stood up and left.

low in despair. Lincoln had managed

after Nathalie, following her upstairs. The greatest distance

bedroom door. He raised his hand but eventually let it fall back down, retreating silently

packing, he realized that he'd arrived with nothing, but now the room was filled with gifts from Nathalie. His closet was bursting with clothes

to the window, looking down at the courtyard below, letting his thoughts

door next to his room, his voice

open up! Daddy

you hear

open

no response from

maneuvered his wheelchair

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Nathalie stepping out as well. Their eyes met, full of unspoken words. Nathalie turned her head away, her

some fresh fruit.

sighed softly. Lincoln's emotional intelligence was truly

enough, the next moment, he heard Nathalie's irritated voice from the other room, "Dad, you can't just slap someone and then