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Nathan stared at Crystal and said, “Crystal, do you know something that’s why you hurt yourself and threatened me?”

The contrast between what she was now and what she was before was too great.

“What should I know?” Crystal looked at him with a poker face.

Nathan didn’t know how to respond.

“Again, I’m hungry.”

Nathan ordered someone to bring paper and a pen and asked someone to buy a change of clothes. He went down to the toilet to take a bath briefly.

He didn’t eat regularly, and a faint discomfort came to his stomach.

Perhaps his recent diet had helped. His vomiting was not as bad, and his stomachache had eased a lot.

But Nathan knew it was only temporary. He could feel that his physical condition was not as good as before. He felt very tired when he picked Crystal up for such a short walk from the cafe to the car.

Nathan clenched his fists, water running out of his palms. This feeling of powerlessness grew day by day.

Crystal finished writing the menu and gave it to her bodyguard. Then, she tried to write down some important local prescriptions in her notebook from memory.

Nathan came out just in time to see her chewing on her pen and thinking.

Crystal had a good memory before, almost photographic memory. If she had transcribed it herself, she would have been more impressed. But she could not remember what was in her notebook as she concentrated on it.

She forced herself to think back bit by bit. She wrote a few lines on a piece of paper and then scratched them out.

The pen scratched the paper through several pages. She clutched at her hair and began to be afraid.

Her memory was bad because she was not concentrating.

“Take the medicine first.” Nathan reminded her.

“I did. What are you going to do?” Crystal stared leisurely at the mess she had made.

Nathan’s hair was dripping. “What do you want to do?”

“To cure your illness.”

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They were joined in sickness, and they lived or died together.

Crystal looked up. “Or let me go completely.”

Nathan knew what she meant. “As I said, I don’t have a key.”

“That’s your business. You’ll have to figure it out.”

“I didn’t put it on myself.” Crystal turned her pen and said with mock ease, “Didn’t you think this would happen when you brought it up to me?”

“You’re forcing me. Fine, Crystal,” he sneered. “You’ve learned enough from me.”

He had been forced to take the last step and stabbed himself in the heart to force her to confess her love for him.

It did not occur to him that she was now dealing with him in the same way.

“No matter what method you use, the key is to see whether you can use it or not. If you have the ability, leave me alone. Since you are determined to die, why do you care about me?”

“Whatever you do, you won’t change my mind.”

“I’m not talking about changing you.” Crystal interrupted. “Nathan, you’re guilty. You think I can change you, so you’re afraid?”

Nathan didn’t answer her.

“What the hell are you afraid of?”

Crystal held her chin in such a determined way that made Nathan’s stomach ache with anger.

“You should take your medicine, too.” Crystal said in a cold voice, “Take the medicine for your stomach regularly if you want to live long enough to marry Mabel.”

“It’s not up to you to teach me how to do it.”

Nathan said so but let Vic come in and bring him pills.

Vic came in, took out medicine, then said, “Sir, Miss Garcia is here.”

“Ask her to go back.”

“I tried, but she wouldn’t go.”

Nathan growls irritably: “Get out of here.”

“Vic.”

Vic was about to turn around when Crystal stopped him.

“Miss Smith, what can I do for you?”

Crystal looked at him. “The Notebook. Did you pick it up for me?”

“I am sorry, Miss Smith. I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“I know you’ve got it back. Please make a new copy and staple it.” Crystal paused and looked at Nathan. “And I wish Mr. Davis would copy it himself.”

Nathan looked insidious at Crystal.

“You have a good memory. Copy it, and you’ll have an impression.” Crystal said, “You’ll always remember what you can and can’t do.”

“Crystal, have you forgotten my advice?”

“If you don’t, I will punish you and make you hurt.”

Nathan sneered at her warning. Even if she were to hit him, it would not hurt him.

Crystal looked at his indifferent expression and said slowly, “I mean, I will make your heart hurt.”

Vic’s mouth twitched, and he wanted to smile. He had never seen his young master so helpless before. Nathan wanted to vent his anger, but he had to keep it under control. Nathan squeezed his fists hard.

“Crystal, I will do it since I owe you.”

Vic handed the notebook over and said, “The notebook is spread out, and the pages can’t be distinguished.”

“I can distinguish it.”

“And many of them were stained with blood and coffee, and some of the words were hard to read.”

“It doesn’t matter. I can recognize it.” Although Crystal could not remember everything, she could guess the general idea by looking at the contents before and after.

Vic handed the notebook to Crystal.

She patiently arranged them one by one.

Nathan sat on the edge of the bed, frozen in her absorption, feeling an inexplicable surge of frustration.

He really didn’t know what to do with this woman.

Crystal stood the paper upright and arranged it neatly. “You brought this on yourself.”

He had asked for it. It was him who tore up her laborious notes.

Nathan stared at her, not knowing what to do.

Crystal smiled dryly. “Okay. Here we go. I’ll read it, and you’ll write it.

Before the bodyguard knocked on the door, Nathan wrote a few lines and delivered lunch.

“Have lunch first.” Crystal put down her notebook and was about to get out of bed.

“You’re on a drip.”

She couldn’t move her right hand now.

“It doesn’t matter. I can use my left hand. I’m hungry.”

“I’ll ask someone to feed you.”

“Nathan, what do you think I am? I don’t like other people feeding me.”

“If you want me to feed you, just say so,” Nathan said coldly.” And I didn’t say I wouldn’t feed you.”

“I lose my appetite when I look at you so reluctantly. I’m not in the mood to eat.”

Nathan really got mad at her sometimes. He wanted to crush her haughty face to pieces.

“Besides, you have a murderous look in your eyes. I can’t eat with you staring at me like that.”

Nathan picked up a pair of big sunglasses and put them on. “Is that okay now?” Crystal was speechless.

“Why don’t you eat first? You have a stomach ache. You’d better eat regularly!”

“Cut the crap and open your mouth.”

“How about a bite for you and a bite for me?

Nathan was taken aback by the offer.