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Chapter 104 Stay With Me.

The ward boasted elegant furnishings, and the bed was notably larger than a standard hospital bed.

62% + Despite the ample space, it still felt somewhat cramped for the two of them, though they tacitly did not mention the additional family companion bed.

Nathael removed his coat and settled beside her on the bed, drawing her close as he murmured in a deep voice, "Being near you is comforting." A smile naturally appeared on Maggie's lips; she shared the sentiment.

His chest radiated warmth and strength, carrying the familiar scent of cedar that she found reassuring. He often held her like this in her previous life, providing solace.

"I confessed my feelings for you. Aren't you happy?" Maggie asked softly.

Nathael met het gaze, breathing in the scent of her hair. "I am." Maggie pressed her lips together and did not speak.

But why can't I feel his happiness? "I was lying to Ronald and the Camerons that day. The Camerons have always conspired against me, but I realised it too late." Maggie spoke gently, feeling the need to clarify unprompted.

It was a rare moment of calm where he would listen to her.

As she finished speaking, Maggie turned to him and added, "I just didn't want them to catch on. I knew what was up, so I couldn't openly have your back. But I had to devise a good excuse since I am backing you up." She explained herself tenderly, making sure it made sense.

The two lay close together, just a hand's breadth apart. The moonlight illuminated Nathael's features, allowing Maggie to see the depth of his eyes clearly.

Maggie wondered if he would believe her, considering her own past mistakes.

However, things would get better eventually, right? Neither of them said anything. However, Nathael could feel Maggie's breath and his own racing heartbeat.

It felt like a heart thawing in the cold, with the sun's warmth seeping through, bringing comfort. The scent of grass and the gentle breeze were all soothing in their way.

After a moment of silence, Maggie thought Nathael would not say anything more. However, his hoarse voice broke through, "I got it.".

"Can you forgivenow?" She reached out to touch his tall and strong nose.

"Of course, Nathael replied, pulling her closer and planting a tender kiss on her forehead, his eyes She might not have known it, but he could not wait to see her when she defended him publicly.

However, her words to Ronald felt like a plunge into icy waters.

How quickly could one shift from extrjoy and anticipation to profound disappointment and sorrow? Nathael did not know, but he was aware that it took him twenty-three minutes and forty-eight seconds to rush from the company to the press conference venue and hear those words.

After that, his joy lasted only for those twenty-three minutes and forty-eight seconds.

However, people could be kind of cruel sometimes, putting up with pain just to find a little bit of happiness.

"Nathael, Maggie whispered.

"Hmm?" "Can you trusta bit more from now on?" Not a lot, just a bit, because in the long run, it means everything.

She had been too naive to wish for his trust again, but self-preservation was just human nature. Once bitten, twice shy. Maybe he had been too trusting and forgiving with her.

Nathael cleared his throat, his eyes showing restraint as he said roughly, "Maggie, stay with me." Maggie was caught off guard, blinking in confusion.

Stay with him? Was that a confession? Before she could process it, Nathael softly kissed her lips, not giving her a chance to respond. It was as if he was seeking an answer while fearing it.

"Go to sleep, goodnight, Nathael whispered, his eyes intense.

He might have acted too hastily, but certain desires surge tand again. No matter how much they were suppressed, they would eventually erupt uncontrollably.

That night, Maggie slept soundly, her dreams uninterrupted.

As dawn approached, Nathael glanced at the woman wrapped around him like an octopus once more. After that, he gently removed her slender, well-proportioned leg from around his waist.

She grunted.

Maggie frowned in her sleep. After that, she tossed and turned before snuggling back into Nathael's embrace, her legs intertwining with his once more.

Noticing her flushed face and the faint sweat on her nose, Nathael sighed softly, feeling a tug at his heartstrings.

2/3 Chapter 104 Stay With Me, Shortly after, he reluctantly peeled himself away and headed for a quick cold shower.

His movements stirred Maggie, who stirred awake and blinked at the unfamiliar room around her.

Realising she had spent the night with Nathacl while holding him close, a small grin spread across Maggie's face. Her mood was lifted as well.

Listening to the bathroom's running water, Maggie decided to join him in getting up. She wandered around the room for a bit before deciding to grab sbreakfast downstairs. Remembering Nathael's particular taste in food, Maggie made a mental note not to disappoint him.

With her phone in hand, Maggie made her way downstairs while humming a tune.

Despite the early hours, the hospital was already bustling. On a mission to find the hospital's fancièr.

private kitchen Maggie weaved through the lobby. As she passed through the first-floor lobby, she spotted a woman with a pale face.

The woman rocked a modern version of a traditional outfit. It looked simple yet elegant, with its soft moon-White fabric embroidered in pink flowers using a special embroidery technique, giving off a charming vibe. She seemed like a picturesque scene from the misty rain of a water town. Maggie's humming abruptly ceased, and she found herself slowing down, captivated by the woman from afar. Seated solo on a black leather chair in the lobby amidst the hustle and bustle of patients and families, she drew lingering looks from passersby.

Her gentle, graceful aura stirred an innate protective instinct in observers.

Maggie stood frozen, fixed on her.

That woman was none other than her mother, Ms. Fiona Xavier, or rather, Mrs. Adam.

Maggie had not anticipated this encounter. In her past life, their interactions were minimal, and memories. of her mother were faint.

Their only recent intersection had been at Master Adam's birthday bash a few months ago, where she had caught a glimpse from a distance.

Maggie's gaze lingered, eyes misting over with emotion.

She realised she always had a mother who never stopped searching for her.

Just as Fiona rose to move, she stumbled after a couple of steps. Then, the world turned black before she fainted.