Chapter 191
Chapter 191
“Sure, Nathalie replied with a cheerful nod
“Hey, Nathalie… Nathan started but then hesitated.
“Nathan, do you need my help with something?” Nathalie knew him well. He was quick–witted, and his words usually flowed with ease. It was only when he was troubled that he stumbled over his words.
Nathan glanced out at the storm raging beyond the window, picturing Nathalie’s delicate frame in his mind. Ultimately, he held back. “Nah, it’s nothing. I just missed you and wanted to hear your voice.”
They exchanged goodnights and hung up.
The director was puzzled. “Nathan, you didn’t ask for help. Are you passing up this chance for assistance?”
Nathan took it in stride. “Yeah, her health isn’t great. I can’t bring myself to make her worry about me.”
The director gave him a thumbs–up. “Wow, just from the way you two talk, it’s obvious you have a really tight bond.”
Nathan beamed a bright smile.
One of the nosier guests piped up, “Mr. Nathan, what’s your friend’s name?” His expression was almost comical as if he were silently asking: How have I never heard about this friend before?
Nathan responded with a touch of pride, “My friend’s name is Nathalie. You see, our names are so similar. It’s like we’re meant to be connected.
“Your names are almost identical. You’re definitely sharing a bond.”
Cameron, however, looked shocked and suspicious. He’d thought Nathan’s kindness towards Nathalie was part of a long–planned scheme. But now he noticed that Nathan had a genuine smile when he talked about Nathalie. Considering his concern for her health, and most strikingly, the connection their names implied… Cameron had to rethink everything.
He had to admit. Nathan and Nathalie’s relationship wasn’t as shallow as he’d suspected.
Cameron began to reevaluate Nathan and Nathalie’s history, pinpointing a crucial moment: Three years ago, Nellie used the name Nathalie at the Milan Fashion Design Competition. That meant their bond was already significant then.
But it seemed ridiculous.
Before that, Nathalie and Nathan were supposed to be strangers. How could two people who just met have such a deep connection?
Cameron’s sharp eyes scrutinized Nathan. Three years ago Nathalie was still Nellie, his wife. A conservative girl like her would never sneak around with another boy, right?
What secrets was he missing here?
The aid mission wrapped up. Greta indeed had her assistant deliver some cozy clothes and blankets to Cameron. Everyone was Envious. “Wow, Mrs. Dawson sent those over so fast. She was afraid you’d catch a chill. That’s true love for sure.”
Cameron had a satisfied smile plastered on his face.
Nathan, patting his empty stomach, threw a wet blanket on. “Mrs. Dawson only brought you clothes? No food? That’s not very thoughtful. Maybe she doesn’t love you enough.”
Cameron shot back, “At least someone sent me supplies.”
Nathan deflated instantly. Feeling a bit miffed, he muttered, “I didn’t tell Nathalie I was cold. If I did, she’d send a truckload of stuff my way. Everything you could need: clothes, food, shelter, the works.”
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