The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 401

Chapter 401

Nathalie retrieved the ointment. After washing her hands, she returned to find him already shirtless.

Bandages still wrapped around his torso. His healthy, luminous skin bore the faint traces of old scars.

One particular gunshot wound was still a deep, angry red.

It hadn’t been healing for long.

Staring at the injury, a flicker of emotion crossed Nathalie’s eyes.

She unraveled the gauze, revealing a crisscross of blade scars–more than a dozen of varying sizes scattered across his body.

As she carefully applied the ointment to each one, the man’s muscles instantly went rigid beneath her fingertips.

Nathalie frowned. “If it hurts, bear it. Stop moving.”

Lance’s hands, resting on his thighs/clenched into tight fists. His voice was noticeably hoarse. “It doesn’t hurt. It tickles.”

Nathalie paused, suddenly losing the urge to treat him.

Lance closed his eyes. “I’m not paralyzed. I have feelings, but I can hold back. You don’t need to be so defensive around me.”

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She let out a soft scoff. “Not a single word out of your mouth is the truth. Why should I believe you?”

Lance’s lips twitched into a faint, bitter smile, but he didn’t argue

Nathalie resumed applying the medicine. This time, she abandoned her gentle touch, swiftly slathering the cream over the wounds on his back before tossing the tube into his lap. “Do the front yourself.”

Without giving him a chance to respond, she spun on her heel and walked out.

Chapter 401

Lance was left speechless.

Opening his eyes, he watched her slender, retreating figure. A wave of helplessness washed over his dark gaze.

What a ruthless woman.

Nathalie was in her room sorting through some documents when her phone suddenly rang. Glancing at the screen, she saw it was her grandmother calling.

Huh?

Why would she be calling at this hour?

Had something happened?

‘Hello, Grandmother,” Nathalie answered, her tone softening instantly.

‘Nathalie, your mother is critically ill. Did you know?” The older woman’s weary voice came through the receiver, making a heavy knot form in Nathalie’s chest.

Her grip tightened on the phone. “How did you find out?”

‘Your father reached out to me,” Adelaide explained. “Nathalie, I want to go see her.”

‘Grandmother…” Nathalie hesitated, instinctively wanting to talk her out of

1. it.

“I know what you’re going to say. She has made countless mistakes, but she is still my daughter. I raised her. No matter how much unpleasantness stands between us, she doesn’t have much time left. I don’t want to hold onto the past anymore. I just want to see her.”

Adelaide cut her off with a heavy sigh, her tone thick with sorrow.

It was the grief of a mother.

Chapter 401

Mothers always compromised. As long as their children were okay, they would endure anything.

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