The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 650

Lance immediately grabbed her hand, his tone low and comforting. "Don't worry. We'll find a cure. Even if we don't, Grandma is resilient. She'll accept it."

Nathalie kept her eyes lowered, offering no response.

Since Lance couldn't see her face and didn't know what expression she was wearing, his grip on her fingers tightened instinctively.

"If you're really worried about her health, we can send her away. Didn't she always want to visit her hometown? If she goes for a month or two, we can keep the truth from her for that much longer," Lance suggested as an alternative.

This time, Nathalie reacted. As she moved her fingers, he loosened his grip slightly, allowing her to write on his palm.

[Let's wait and see if there's a cure first. If not, then we'll send Grandma away.]

"Alright." Lance curled his fingers, holding her hand firmly in his.

...

The specialists Aaron contacted arrived quickly.

Lance and Nathalie went to the conference room to hear the results of their consultation.

After a series of examinations, the experts fell silent.

They couldn't agree on a viable treatment plan.

The first step had to be detoxification. But without knowing the exact composition of the poison, one wrong move could destroy any chance of Lance regaining his sight, and Nathalie might permanently lose her voice.

With this massive hurdle, the room fell into a tense deadlock.

Aaron spoke up. "Lorelei Roth is still in Cabinda. She's incredibly skilled with poisons. The toxins might have originated from her."

"Has she formulated Jasper's antidote yet?" Lance asked.

After the consultation, they returned to the room. The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.

Nathalie sat by the bed, her hands empty, her clear eyes staring blankly into space.

"Nathalie, what are you thinking about?" Lance asked, turning toward her.

She was too quiet.

Quiet enough to make him deeply uneasy.

Her eyelashes fluttered. She picked up her phone and typed, the robotic voice announcing, "Nothing."

"Are you afraid I'll never see again?" Lance said, forcing a casual tone. "If I stay blind forever, it's fine. You can still live your life exactly how you want to. I won't force you to stay with me."

He paused, then added, "And don't let it weigh on your conscience. I chose to do this."