The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 394

Chapter 394

His expression was intensely serious, as if terrified she wouldn’t believe him and ready to explain himself until the end of time

Nathalie lowered her gaze, her voice painfully neutral. “But you really did treat her well. And you rea did neglect me because of her

The air in the room stalled once more.

Lance parted his lips, but all that came out was a quiet, ‘I’m sorry.”

He was apologizing for all the moments he had broken her heart.

Especially after learning the truth about Felice’s parents, he realized just how catastrophically wro

he had been

She had every right to feel aggrieved, resentful, and angry.

Nathalie turned her face away, keeping her tone flat. “How did you find out about what happened today?

Don’t tell her he had planted someone else to watch her right under Nicol’s nose.

Lance looked down slightly. “I have my ways. If I told you, you’d just be on guard next time.”

Nathalie was speechless.

She went back to her game, completely ignoring him.

Lance looked up at her, pressing forward. “Freddy’s background isn’t as simple as it seems. You nee to keep your distance from him.”

Nathalie didn’t say a word.

To Lance, her silence felt like a blatant dismissal.

His voice turned a few degrees colder. “Nathalie, are you even listening to me

She continued to ignore him

Furious, Lance threw off the blankets and swung his legs out of bed But the sudden movement wa too aggressive His wound tore, and he sucked in a sharp breath of cold an

A low painful groan escaped his lips

Nathalie’s eyelashes fluttered She glanced at the bed and saw hun frozen halfway through getting up His brow was furrowed in genuine agony

How strange

When he had been stabbed multiple times he hadn’t shown a fraction of this much pain. Why was he acting like this now?

Setting her phone aside, she walked over and supported his arm, easing him back into a sitting position Do you need to use the restroom?

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Chapter 394

Lance was completely speechless.

The veins at his temples throbbed. He glared at her, looking as though he wanted to swallow her

whole!

This woman knew exactly how to drive him insane.

“Yes,” he gritted out, his face a stormy mask.

“Then you should have just asked,” Nathalie said. “I would have helped you up. Look at you now–you tore your stitches, and you’re the one suffering.”

Lance had no words.

He couldn’t get angry. He refused to get angry. She was just a heartless woman; there was no point in losing his temper.

He draped his uninjured arm over her shoulders, leaning a heavy portion of his muscular frame against her as they slowly made their way to the bathroom.

Nathalie was struggling. He was incredibly heavy!

And was it just her imagination, or was he intentionally making himself heavier with every step? By the time they reached the bathroom door, she couldn’t hold him up anymore.

Bracing one hand against the wall, she shot him a strained look. “Can’t you use your own legs a little?” Lance looked down at her flushed face and said deadpan, “If I exert any effort, my wound will tear again. It hurts too much. I can’t handle it.”

Nathalie took a deep breath, refusing to look at him.

As she pushed the bathroom door open, she suddenly felt a warm breath brush against her ear

She jolted, spinning her head to glare at him. “What are you doing?!”

Lance stared back, studying her reaction before finally saying, “I accidentally brushed against you. Sorry”

She eyed him suspiciously. He looked entirely unapologetic, despite his words.