The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 633

Nathalie pursed her lips and gently wiggled her fingers. Lance immediately relaxed his grip, allowing her to trace on his palm again.

—*Don't yell at Nicol. I ordered him to do it. He's my bodyguard, so obviously he has to listen to me. If you keep scolding him, I'm going back to my room.*

Almost the second she finished the last stroke, Lance caught her hand again.

"Fine. Whatever you say," he replied, his tone suddenly laced with a helpless indulgence.

He then turned his face back toward Nicol, the indulgence vanishing instantly as his voice turned ice-cold. "You are her bodyguard. Your sole objective is her safety. If a situation like this ever happens again, her well-being comes first. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, yeah, I got it," Nicol nodded vigorously. "You don't even know how much I regret it. Ugh... why did I listen to her? I'm just too soft-hearted. The second I saw her looking upset, I caved."

"Are we done here?" Lance asked flatly.

Nicol blinked. "Uh, yeah. Nothing else to report."

Despite saying that, he made no move to get up. Lance's expression darkened further.

It was bizarre. Lance was sitting in a hospital bed, dressed in a flimsy gown, looking pale and injured with thick bandages over his eyes—yet his commanding aura was as oppressive as ever.

Feeling the sheer hostility radiating from the bed, Nicol instinctively stood up. He glanced between the two of them and finally caught on.

*Tch.* He was being kicked out.

*Manipulative bastard,* Nicol thought with a sneer. *Now that he's blind, he has the perfect excuse to keep Nathalie chained to his side, doesn't he?*

Shooting Lance a look of pure disdain, Nicol cleared his throat. "Right, well, Nathalie, I'm gonna head out. Just text me if you need anything, and I'll be right here."

Nathalie gave him an appreciative nod.

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