At the same time, Shane’s hand on the glass window clenched into a fist.
Natalie instantly knew what he was thinking from the way he stared at Anders.
She then held onto the man lightly and placed her head on his shoulder. “It’s okay, Shane. I’ve told you, haven’t I? It’s not your fault.”
“I know, but I just can’t help it especially when I look at him,” Shane replied, his eyes reddening.
He blamed both Sean and Lucy.
If he had stayed put, Sean wouldn’t have been able to set him up, and Lucy wouldn’t have rescued him, leading to Anders’ premature birth.
Ultimately, the man blamed himself mostly. He had fallen right into Sean’s trap just because he wanted to make the latter pay so desperately and ended up acting hastily.
“It’s okay, Darling. It’s all in the past.” Natalie knew that Shane couldn’t get over the previous incidents.
Shane squeezed the woman’s hand and continued to stare at the baby inside the incubator in silence.
Natalie and the two children kept him company.
About an hour later, a nurse came by, telling them it was time to leave.
It was then that Shane’s gaze finally left the baby, and he left the hospital along with Natalie and the children.
The family stayed abroad for two days before returning home.
This time, Sally and Lina left with them.
That was because Natalie and Shane were about to get married, and the women were going to attend the wedding.
Natalie had initially invited Ms. Mackenzie too.
The latter was her one-and-only mentor, after all. Unfortunately, an international competition was just about to enter its final stage.
The finals so happened to be on the same day as Natalie’s wedding, so as one of the judges, Mercede could only miss out on her apprentice’s big day.
On this very morning, Natalie was still in a deep slumber when her phone suddenly rang.
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