Chapter 75

She dreamt of it again. It was the day three years ago when the ground was stained with her blood, and the feeble, raspy cries of an infant filled the air.

“We’re about to land, sweetie…” Nearby, a mother was soothing her hoarse–voiced baby.

Natalie glanced over, a self–deprecating smile tugging at her lips. She could hardly tell dreams from reality anymore.

The plane was descending, and Natalie checked her phone. It was early morning in Bluestar, just in time to make it to King’s surgery.

The butler, Uriah, was waiting for her. They exchanged a brisk greeting and, without further ado, rushed to the hospital.

As they reached the operating room door, she saw a man with a cane and a bodyguard coming down the corridor. His narrow, piercing eyes were sharp as he quietly instructed his entourage.

Natalie froze, then with a mix of shock and joy, she called out, “King?”

King halted, turning in her direction.

arms around him, saying, “I’m so relieved

place for a few moments, then a quiet laugh slipped from

me scared to death…” Natalie sobbed into his chest.

had cried in front of him, the first time

murmured, kissing

the other subordinates discreetly

three years since she’d been by his side,

to see King’s feelings for Natalie were extraordinary.

wept

and asked, confused, “Weren’t you supposed to

consciousness last night and woke up an hour ago,” King explained softly,

get out of bed so soon after waking up?” Natalie asked,

concern.

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Japter 75

I didn’t need the wheelchair

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