The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 951

“Yes, it's me,” the man responded with a slight nod.

“Y-You...” Natalie looked visibly bewildered. What is he doing here?

“Surprised? I saw the news online and knew you'd think of a way to sneak into the hospital and check on Yvette.” Then, the man paused briefly before continuing, “I thought you'd come up with a better idea, but to think you resorted to such means instead... It looks like I underestimated you.”

There did not seem to be any expression in his raspy voice, but Natalie could feel a hint of emotion from his last sentence. It was slightly akin to the feeling of gnashing one's teeth.

“Put me down then,” Natalie asserted, getting straight to the point. “Since you know what I'm here for, don't waste my time. I have to find Yvette and cure her allergy.”

Yet, the man whose back she was on seemed to ignore her completely.

“Put me down, Xander! Didn't you hear me?” the woman demanded in frustration.

“I did, but I'm not putting you down.”

“You!”

Natalie began to struggle, only to end up brushing her injured leg against the man's waist by accident, causing her to hiss in pain.

It hurt so much that she had to stop moving.

“Now that you know it hurts, stop moving,” ordered Samuel as a look of heartache flashed in his eyes. “Yvette needs medical attention, but so do you. Stay up there and don't move. If you listen to me, I promise you'll get to see Yvette as soon as possible. But if you keep moving around like that again, I have a hundred ways to make sure you don't get to see her.”

He was well aware of how stubborn Natalie was that she could disregard her own injuries. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Now that he had approached her using a different persona, she was being even more hard-headed.

Thus, the man figured that instead of talking nicely or deceiving her, it was better to resort to threatening her.

The outcome was as he had expected.

Natalie tightened her grip on his neck while gnashing her teeth. “Fine, but you'd better remember what you just said. I won't forgive you if you delay my plans!”

“Fine.”

Not saying anything more, Samuel quickened his footsteps and walked toward an empty ward.

He then turned the knob and opened the door before carrying Natalie in and placing her on the bed gently.

“Sit here and don't move. I'll get some medication. If I find you missing when I come back, I'm going to do what I said I'd do. You can try your luck if you don't believe me,” Samuel warned as he got down on one knee and glared at the woman.

His presence was far too menacing.

Even Natalie felt intimidated as she sat on the bed.

Even so, as scary as he was, he could not hide the concern he felt for her.

Hence, Natalie remained seated as a conflicted look surfaced in her eyes. She had thought of running off while the man was away, but not anymore after glancing at her bleeding wound and remembering his threats.

It was not long before Samuel returned to the ward while pushing a cart.

He grabbed a first-aid kit, opened it up, and retrieved some gauze, alcohol, and a sewing kit.

“Give me the first-aid kit. It'll be quicker if I do it myself,” Natalie urged, wanting to speed things up.

However, Samuel paid her no heed. Instead, he got down on one knee again and lifted the hem of her pants.

In an instant, he noticed how horrific the wound appeared. The opened flesh now even looked slightly pale due to the excessive bleeding.