She and Brandon were standing right next to the haunted house. With the frightening sound of a cracking, the top of the tower snapped and fell towards the ground they were standing on!

Natalie had a lot of questions, but she couldn’t utter a single word. She could only turn her face away from Brandon, silently drying the tears from her eyes.

As soon as Natalie was wheeled into the treatment room in a wheelchair, Brandon informed Beal and Johanna. Johanna couldn’t remember how many times Natalie had been hospitalized in the last six months. She felt sorry and worried for her daughter.

Naturally, she no longer planned to be nice to Brandon. The doctor carefully treated Natalie’s back while Brandon stood in the corner of the room, his eyes fixed on the numerous blisters on her smooth skin.

Finally, he couldn’t help but ask, “Will she be scarred?” Brandon bit his lower lip with strength. He would never forgive himself if Natalie’s skin ended up scarred because of his protection.

The doctor answered honestly, “There are two areas with second-degree burns. Traces will remain, more or less.”

After a long silence, Brandon looked at Natalie and murmured hoarsely, “Thank you for saving me.” It was the first time Brandon had thanked Natalie so sincerely, but she didn’t like it. He treated her with too much distance.

to say. They were husband and wife. There was no need for him to be so formal with her. She forced a smile, but there was a trace of sadness in

Brandon’s expression widened, then immediately darkened. He wanted

did that happen? I don’t remember

in Brandon’s eyes, the smile on her face

After he left, she took a deep breath and finally asked, “How strange. Why

not getting anything out of this marriage, just say so. I will not stop you. You don’t have to do this to me.” Natalie spoke in a seemingly casual tone, but the idea

a while, he finally spoke, though with

“Something happened to me…”

different person. Are you still not going to tell me what happened?” Natalie rested her head on the

back and said in a tired voice, “Natalie, I’m not a mind reader. The longer I hide

expression softened. Natalie had risked her life to save him. Wasn’t she worthy of his confidence? Sitting

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