The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 432

"Since Elim had taken on the case, she would definitely cure Mom. You don't have to worry," Marcus said.

He then broke off another piece of chocolate and put it near Natalie's mouth.

"Do you want some water?" he asked.

"Yes."

Marcus immediately grabbed a bottle, twisted it open, and held it to her lips.

"Thank you," Natalie said.

"Are you tired? Was the treatment dangerous?"

"I'm not tired. The treatment wasn't that dangerous either."

Natalie replied to Marcus' questions while going through the information.

"Don't worry, Marcus. I'll cure your mother."

"Mhm. I trust you. I'm not worried."

Marcus reached back into a box behind him and pulled out a long coat. He draped it over Natalie and asked, "Are you sleepy? Why don't you take a nap? Staring at the screen for a long time in the car isn't good for your eyes. You might get dizzy as well."

As Marcus spoke, he reached out and gently massaged Natalie's temples.

Wesley, who was sitting nearby, was dumbfounded. He wondered if this was part of an assistant's job.

Initially, Natalie wasn't feeling tired or sleepy. But when Marcus started massaging her, her tense body relaxed instantly. Just like that, fatigue and drowsiness overwhelmed her.

"There's quite a distance between Scarlet Hill and The Herbalist's Sanctuary. It will take about three to four hours to get there. Why don't you take a nap?"

Marcus' deep voice coaxed her gently. "If anything happens to my mother, I'll wake you up immediately."

Natalie thought about it and nodded. "Alright. I'll sleep for an hour. Wake me up when the time's up."

"Okay."

Marcus held her in his arms and let her find a comfortable position. Then, his other hand continued gently massaging her temples.

Before long, Natalie had fallen into a deep sleep in his embrace.

Wesley, who had been watching their interaction, finally couldn't hold back. "Marcus, you and Elim… you two…"

"Hmm?" Marcus stared at Wesley indifferently. "Dad, you care about your wife, and I care about mine. Isn't that normal?"

"No, you… I… she…" Wesley was at a loss for words. He wanted to say that Elim was old enough to be his grandmother, but he…

Marcus didn't bother explaining. He just pulled the coat to cover Natalie up. Then, he ordered Noah to adjust the air conditioning so she wouldn't catch a cold.

"Marcus, is it because Mom and I weren't around when you were young, and that your grandfather raised you… that your… uh… taste and preference are a bit… off?"

Wesley was trying really hard to figure out how to approach the subject.

"Elim is remarkable, but she's not suitable for you. There's too much of an age difference between you two."

"Dad, age isn't an issue. All you need to do now is carefully recall if you and Mom have offended anyone in the past.

"You're taking Elim's instructions too lightly. Someone poisoned Mom with the Umbrahex on purpose. The more you remember, the more it will help Elim.

"You've been bringing her around, seeking treatment for years, but you never considered that she might've been targeted. We're fortunate that she's survived until now."

Marcus' tone was indifferent, showing no emotion. Yet, Wesley's face turned pale as he listened.