Chapter 415
Cameron sat there, staring at Greta, who was knocked out cold. He’d been keeping his distance from her lately, so he hadn’t really taken a good look at her. Now, as he studied her closely, he saw how she had become just skin and bones, looking completely worn out. She was the woman he held so dear in his heart, and his feelings were all over the place. He was mad at her obsession with acting but couldn’t stand seeing her in pain either.
Finally, he listened to the doctor’s advice and set up a full medical check–up for Greta.
The news wasn’t good. The doctor, looking all serious, told Cameron, “Mrs. Dawson’s urine test came back abnormal. We strongly suspect kidney disease.”
Cameron was floored. He’d once moved heaven and earth to help Greta get over a kidney disease. But after she got better, he started giving her the cold shoulder, just like he had with Nathalie back in the day, which eventually led to Nathalie suffering from uremia.
shiver ran down Cameron’s spine. Was he about to push Greta down the same path as Nathalie?
His face went ghostly pale, his eyes filled with bewilderment.
“We have to get her better,” Cameron heard himself say, his voice steady and determined.
“Okay.”
In the hospital room, Gretá lay there on the bed. Her eyes were blank like a scared little deer.
When Cameron walked in, Greta glanced at him with tears in her eyes and then, in a huff, turned her head away. She refused to even look at him.
Cameron quietly sat down, reaching out to take Greta’s hand. “Just focus on getting better. Don’t worry about the money.”
Greta shot back with a mix of playful anger and frustration, “Why would I have any right to use your money? I should be counting my blessings that you don’t see me as your mortal enemy.”
Cameron didn’t say a word. In reality, he was a walking contradiction. Anytime anyone brought up Greta’s past mistakes, his anger flare
- up.
But deep down, his overwhelming love for Greta was undeniable. The tug–of–war between hate and love was tearing him apart, making his life a living hell.
Greta turned her head and looked at Cameron, who was clearly struggling. She knew when to push and when to pull back. “Cameron, I messed up.”
“I loved you so much. I wanted you all to myself. That’s why I did those awful things to Nathalie and Nina.“.
“If I had known my actions would come back to haunt you, I would’ve let you go… Really, Cameron, believe me, I just loved you too much, and it led me astray.”
She didn’t try to make excuses, and this honest apology struck a chord with Cameron.
“Greta, stop. Those were two lives. I can’t just forget about it,” Cameron said, his voice filled with agony as he ran his hands through hi hair.
Tears streamed down Greta’s face as she said, “I’m sorry, Cameron. I’m the reason you’re in so much pain.” Cameron got up and bolted out of the room. Greta watched him leave, a sly smile creeping onto her face.
Cameron’s soft heart showed her that playing the victim to gain sympathy was definitely working.
Elsewhere, Nathalie sat in the car, the window down, watching the city blur by, feeling something strange bubbling up inside her. “Lizzy, where are you taking me?” she asked.
The cold breeze snapped Nathalie back to reality. Who in this world would love her so purely and deeply? Lizzy was just crafting a stc about someone with deep, undying love to give her a reason to keep going.
However, surprisingly, Lizzy was taking her somewhere far from home.
“Nathalie, you’ll find out soon.”
