A Cue for Love novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 The Consequences Of Messing With Me

Natalie had a mixed feeling inside her as she felt Christopher’s pulse.

It’s most probably a congenital illness.

She reckoned that he had to have received multiple treatments throughout the years. Hence, he seemed like any other normal human from the outside.

However, this innate illness was like a timed bomb to Christopher, and nobody knew when it might be triggered one day.

“You… You must have suffered a lot since young because of your illness, right?” Natalie asked without thinking.

Christopher paused at her question.

Not many people knew about his illness.

Not even his mother, whose only wish was for him to live, knew. She cared about his achievements and social status, yet she had no idea of the suffering his illness caused him.

“Your mother could’ve been harmed by someone when she was pregnant with you. That’s why your body is so weak,” Natalie added. “Which also might be why your lung disease got worse.”

Disbelief flashed through the depths of Christopher’s eyes.

He never expected the woman to figure out everything about his lung disease by just feeling his pulse. Not to mention, she also guessed correctly about his mother having been drugged.

“Precious herbs like snakeblood fruit and dragonblood fruit can help with managing the symptoms. However, it won’t be able to treat the root cause. Moreover, you’ve been using this method for more than ten years. Your body has likely already built up an immunity due to having taken other types of medicines in the past.”

Natalie continued, “That’s why you’re in more excruciating pain than any other person with a similar condition would be. That’s why you’re so determined to get that snakeblood fruit no matter what. You’re hoping desperately that it can relieve the pain and suffering you’re going through.”

Christopher fixed Natalie with a firm stare before abruptly reaching out and grabbing her throat.

“Do you really know how to cure me?”

Natalie nodded her head seriously, resisting the urge to choke.

“Yes.”

“Really?” Christopher frowned.

“This illness has been with you for so long. You should know that I’m not lying.” Natalie stared at him with a convincing gaze. “But I’ll need some time to work on the prescription. Three days at least.”

“Three days?” Nicholas interrupted. “You could run away in three days’ time. Or you could reveal Mr. Collins’ illness to the world.”