The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming

Chapter 421 Send Him Away

Laura walked to the door but hesitated. She turned back to Natalie, her voice filled with quiet desperation. "Dr. Elim, could you have Mark step out for a while?"

Her eyes held a sorrow that felt impossible to escape, and her entire presence was weighed down by an invisible grief. The son she had longed to see for years was standing right in front of her, yet she could not reveal her identity to him. In this state, hardly anyone would be able to accept her, let alone her son.

There were nights when Wesley took her out for some air under the cover of darkness, only for them to run into strangers. Those strangers called her a ghost, a monster-some even called her a witch or a demon. Some had tried to attack her, drag her away, or even threatened to burn her alive.

Luckily, Benson always had bodyguards shadowing her from a distance, ensuring she did not get caught. Even so, the fear had settled deep in her bones. She was Marcus' biological mother, yet she had never held him, never once cared for him since the day he was born.

Before seeing him, she had spent years longing for this moment. Yet, now that it had arrived, she was afraid.

Natalie watched the emotions flicker across Laura's face and instantly understood her struggle. She gave a small nod and said, "Alright, I'll have him leave for now."

"Thank you." Laura was beyond grateful, though a trace of disappointment lingered in her heart. Still, she quickly steeled herself. Once this strange illness was cured, she could meet Marcus as a normal person.

She repeated, "Thank you so much, really."

"Don't mention it, Mrs. Holden." Natalie's heart felt heavy. Laura's condition was complicated, and she needed to dig into research immediately.

She continued, "Mrs. Holden, please arrange a guest room for me and make sure no one disturbs me. Also, before we begin any treatment, I need to understand what happens when your symptoms appear."

"Of course, I'll do whatever you say," Laura agreed right away. She turned and grabbed the notebook Wesley had been keeping, then handed it to Natalie before wrapping herself up tightly in her coverings again.

"Dr. Elim, when you send Mark away, would it be alright if I stood by the door to watch him leave?" Her voice was cautious, as if afraid of overstepping. "I won't get close. I won't risk infecting him."

"Mrs. Holden, this is your home. You can stand wherever you like. I'll tell Mark he needs to head back," Natalie said as she took the notebook.

Before she turned to leave, she paused and added with a gentle smile, "By the way, Mark really loves his parents. He always says the people he's most grateful for are the ones who brought him into this world-his mom, dad, and his grandfather."

those words left Natalie's

that, Natalie walked past her, heading toward the stairs. But

to cry without making a sound. However, the more she tried, the harder

badly to run out, to hold Marcus and tell him she was his mother. Yet, she could not find the

normal for now, but in a day or two-maybe even sooner -her symptoms would return. And

as she choked

the stairs for a long moment before finally making her way down. Meanwhile,

there any

understandable why. He had sought out so many doctors over the years that he had lost count of how many times he had gone from hope to disappointment,

slightest hesitation. "No matter what it takes, no matter how much time or

With a heavy thud, Wesley dropped to his knees in front of Natalie without

a savior to my wife and me. If Laura recovers, I'll be at your beck and call, respecting you as much as I do

reached out and pulled Wesley to his feet.

complicate the dynamic of her relationship

can to cure Mrs. Holden, so please

from us, just say the word." Wesley's eyes welled up with tears. For years, Laura had always said he had suffered, but in truth,

never leaving. Although he desperately wanted to, he could not take away an ounce of her suffering. Every time

"Mr. Holden, Mrs. Holden asked me to send Mark away. I'll speak

because of how she looked-but what about Wesley? His son was right there, and she wondered if he wanted

listening for any movement behind her.

the front door,

not to reveal themselves to Marcus. If they had

up.

he was a child. Even if Charles were here, he probably