Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 998

"What the hell was that?" Arthur asked, unsettled.

Morris shot him a sharp look. "Just remember, Ms. Stewart, this isn't your business to meddle in. Next time you mouth off to her, it won't end as simply as it

did today."

All eyes turned to Nathalie. She was straddling Greta, having slapped her across the face more times than anyone could count. Greta's cheeks were so swollen she looked almost unrecognizable.

Mrs. Sharp hurried over, anxious and pleading. "Ashley, enough! Please, stop. If you hurt her too badly, you'll face the law."

Her words didn't even register with Nathalie, who was still caught up in her fury. But Morris, hearing them, finally snapped back to himself.

He rolled his wheelchair over and gently caught Nathalie's hand. She glared at him, eyes blazing, but as soon as she recognized Morris, her anger vanished.

He pulled out a handkerchief and offered it to her, his voice soft. "Look at you. You're making a spectacle of yourself. What if you scare off your future husband?"

Nathalie let out a cold snort. "She was wishing you dead."

Morris's hand shook. So, his hunch was right-Nathalie knew about his illness.

glanced at her: messy, breathless, fighting back tears. His heart twisted with

even hearing Greta curse him was enough to send Nathalie over

thought unsettled

family for help. "Mrs. Sharp, call the police! You saw what she did-she's out of control! If she doesn't

had gone way too far herself, but seeing how fiercely Morris stuck up for her, she

hard kick, then staggered to her feet, casting a resentful glance at

called after her,

a bright, reassuring smile. "I'm fine,

go, her face a mess of pain and vulnerability. She'd won

anyone else

room Clearly she was

she was hurting

inside.

s

but the

"Be careful on your way

smile

sighed, then told

ma'am," the maid replied,