The Heiress Nobody Saw Coming (Natalie and Marcus) novel Chapter 482

"Mr. Langton, can I take him to rest now?" Natalie was worried about Marcus. Even though the medicinal wine Federrick brewed was beneficial and harmless, too much of it still wasn't ideal.

"Go on, then. Look at how worried you are." Federrick waved her off. "Marcus hasn't had proper rest these past few days. Letting him drink is to help him sleep better. How could you side with an outsider?"

"Mr. Langton, when did I do that? Of course, I understand your good intentions," Natalie said playfully. What else could Federrick do but dote on her?

"Go on, then!"

"Thank you, Mr. Langton."

Natalie stood up and helped Marcus to his feet. "Marcus, say goodbye to Mr. Langton and my fellow mentees."

Marcus had drunk quite a bit. In this intoxicated state, he looked dazed. But still, he remained obedient. Since Natalie told him to say goodbye, he did as told.

"Mr. Langton, everyone, goodbye."

"Mm, goodbye."

"Mr. Langton, everyone, I'll take him back now."

After bidding farewell, Natalie helped Marcus out of the courtyard.

Once outside, the chilly night breeze hit him, making him pause. "Nat, I feel like throwing up," he said pitifully.

Marcus looked around. When he spotted a trash can nearby, he took several big steps toward it, bent over, and started vomiting.

Natalie sighed. She stepped forward to gently pat his back. "Marcus, if you can't handle that much alcohol, you shouldn't drink. Why didn't you refuse?"

"Because they are your family." After he was done vomiting, he stood up and looked at her with his eyes shining. "Nat's family… I can't refuse."

His dark eyes were fixed on her. He reached out and cupped her face with both hands.

Then, he said slowly and seriously, "It's because they are your family. Without Mr. Langton, you wouldn't be here today. Then, I wouldn't have you."

Natalie stared at his serious expression for a moment before reaching out to pinch his ear. "Silly goose. Come on. Let's get some rest."

"Alright."

Marcus let Natalie lead him, behaving so obediently that it was almost strange. His usual coldness and ruthlessness were nowhere to be found.

No one could tell this was the heir of the Holden family who was known to be indifferent and decisive.

When they arrived at the guesthouse, Hector was sitting in the living room with Charles. Seeing them return, he immediately stood up and walked over.

"What happened to Marcus? Why does he reek of alcohol?"

"Mr. Langton invited him over for dinner," Natalie replied softly. "Hector, could you make some hangover tea for him?"

"Sure, no problem." Hector had something to discuss with Natalie, but seeing Marcus' state, he figured she needed to take care of him first.

Natalie helped Marcus upstairs, guiding him into his room.

"Nat, you look so pretty," Marcus blurted. "You're so beautiful."

"Mm, you're handsome too," Natalie replied casually. After all, exchanging compliments was a way to make both parties happy.

"Nat, I love you," he continued. "I love you very much. But I've also wronged you. I was blind before, blaming you without knowing the full truth. I regret it. I feel guilty. Natalie, you can scold me, even hit me!"

Marcus grabbed her hand and slapped himself on the face. "I'm an idiot. How could I have doubted you without clarifying things? It was my fault. Hit me, yell at me, kick me, tie me up. You can do whatever you want."