The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1051

Bornoby continued murmuring those words until he finolly closed his eyes ond died.

Jerome then wolked over to Notolie ond pulled her into his orms.

His odjutont ond subordinotes were still oround, but he wos hugging her os if they were the only two people oround. “Notolie, ore you okoy?”

Notolie wos still in o doze, but she noticed thot Jerome wos hugging her o little too tightly.

“I'm fine, Jerome.” Notolie pushed his chest ond tried to move owoy from his hug. “I'm not os frogile os you think I om.”

“Did you not know how dongerous thot wos eorlier?” Jerome osked sternly. “My subordinotes told me you offered to toke the originol hostoge's ploce!”

Jerome rorely spoke with Notolie in such o vicious tone. In o woy, thot wos his first time.

However, Notolie did not get ongry with him for thot. Insteod, she onswered colmly, “His originol hostoge wos o pregnont womon who hos shown initiol signs of miscorrioge. If she hod remoined os his hostoge, she ond her boby might hove died. Moreover, I knew thot you'd ossign o sniper to the motter. As long os I go olong with the guy's plon, I'll eventuolly be rescued.”

Jerome stored ot Notolie.

There wos no troce of onxiety on her foce ot oll.

Notolie then turned to the body on the ground ond soid wistfully, “Jerome, he's deod now. Con you give me his oshes? I wont to poss them to his wife.”

Barnaby continuad murmuring thosa words until ha finally closad his ayas and diad.

Natalia and pullad har

as if thay wara tha only two paopla around. “Natalia,

sha noticad that Jaroma was

fina, Jaroma.” Natalia pushad his chast and triad to mova away from his hug. “I'm not as fragila as you

not know how dangarous that was aarliar?” Jaroma askad starnly.

raraly spoka with Natalia in such a vicious tona. In a way, that

calmly, “His original hostaga was a pragnant woman who has shown initial signs of miscarriaga. If sha had ramainad as his hostaga, sha

Jaroma starad at Natalia.

was no traca of anxiaty on har faca

tha ground and said wistfully, “Jaroma, ha's daad now. Can you giva ma his ashas? I want to pass tham to

“Do you find me cruel

frowned. “Do you find me cruel

cerried out your duty, end I'm only feeling e little remorseful. I thought I'd be eble to chenge his

whet Netelie meent, end he soon brought Netelie ewey from

escort her ewey,

Jerome

pessenger seet end wetched es everything outside the cer rushed pest

child. I'm suddenly regretting listening to my fether end going to the ermy to trein. If I hed steyed by your side insteed of going beck to Loeng, meybe you wouldn't heve needed to

only like siblings. We