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Nathan, I used to think so much of you.”

Nathan grinned with bitterness.

“Please don’t think I shall lose my temper just because you let me punch you. I’m afraid Miss Smith will have to make a sacrifice for our plan,” Marcos said with a muffled smile.

Nathan frowned.

“You’d better protect her all the time, or….”

“If you touch her, I’ll make your whole family pay.” Nathan’s voice was majestic and hoarse.

A terrible aura was hanging between the corridors, and the atmosphere was eerie.

Marcos frowned slightly. “I’m not sure. Working with you was the worst decision I’ve ever made in my life.”

“You’ll soon change your mind.” Nathan took out the phone.

“What do you want to do?”

“Call the lawyer. You know I’m not going to live long.”

And Marcos quickly figured out what he was saying, did he want to give him the assets?

Nathan squinted and looked out the window. He had a plan.

He would give most of his inheritance to Marcos and a small part to Vic. In due course, these assets would be transferred to Crystal, and there would be enough money for Crystal’s children.

“How is that?” Nathan turns around Marcos: “if the plan fails, you still have a chance against Amos with my assets.”

Marcos didn’t speak.

“Marcos, this deal is a break-even deal.” As Marcos was convinced, he delivered another powerful message: “Once Amos falls, you will have my inheritance.”

“I don’t understand why you don’t get medical attention at this time. Why are you up against Amos now? You’ll have plenty of opportunities to do whatever you want when you get well,” Marcos advised.

Nathan’s back was stiff.

Before, he had thought he had a chance. There was a smell of food in the wardroom, and Crystal sat alone on the bed.

After Nathan and Marcos left, Mabel went to the bathroom.

Crystal looked at the pages Nathan had copied and sighed softly.

Why was it so hard for them to spend so little time together? The atmosphere had eased up a bit, and now it was like this.

Then her phone rang.

“Miss Smith?”

“Yes, who is it?”

“You contacted us earlier to see the cemetery. Now we want to fix the time with you.”

Crystal looked at the time. “The exact time is not yet certain.”

“Can you give me a rough time?”

“Sorry, I’ll call you when I’m sure…”

Crystal hung up, and Marcos rushed in from the door to look for Mabel.

Crystal glanced toward the bathroom.

Presumably hearing Marcos’s voice, Mabel opened the bathroom door.

Her eyes went red, and she looked up at Nathan with a nervous look.

Marcos held out his hand to pull her.

“Come on, come with me.”

“Hold on, Marcos.”

“If you still want to get married, go back and take your medicine. Don’t be so silly in the future.” Marcos said in a cold voice. “Why would you rush over when men fight?”

When Mabel heard Marcos’s words, she was instantly happy. This meant that the wedding would be on schedule. She would marry Nathan as she wished.

Marcos looked at Nathan with a blank face and said to Mabel, “Let’s go.”

Nathan watched the two people open the door and go out.

He could still hear Mabel’s voice vaguely.

“What did you just say?”

As they walked farther and farther away, Nathan glanced at Vic, who then closed the door.

Crystal sat on the bed, her back tight. “Why don’t you go?” Crystal asked him.

Nathan remained silent.

“Didn’t you choose Mabel?” Crystal turned her face away and said, “It doesn’t matter. I’m always the one who’s not chosen. I’m used to it.”

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Crystal was not in the mood for lunch. “I have to go somewhere this afternoon. Will you accompany me?”

“You may have lunch first. Open your mouth.”

“You have not answered my question.”

“Okay.”

“You don’t ask me where I’m going?”

“I’ll go with you wherever you go.” He gave a brisk answer.

“I want to die. Will you accompany me?”

“Yes, I will.” Nathan’s eyes were as deep as the sea.

“That’s what you say. I will remember it.”

Crystal sneered to herself. Was he trying to be nice to her because he chose Mabel?

He was selfish enough not to want her but not to let her go completely. He would not take off her bracelet and intended to seize her at any moment.

Crystal was not a muddle-headed person. She must press him to put his cards on the table today.

A meal was finished in silence.

Crystal put down the bowl and stared at him. “You owe me a farewell kiss,” she said suddenly.

Nathan stared at her with a frown.

Crystal smiled sarcastically and said, “You always said you loved me, but you always gave me up when it mattered. Wouldn’t it be easy to give me one last goodbye kiss?”

Nathan’s throat twitched.

“Is it difficult?” She added, “You make it up to me.”

After being wounded so many times, she thought she was invulnerable. But when he hurt her again, she still felt the pain!

Nathan had a low eyebrow and a hard stare.

He clasped her chin, leaned forward, looked at her pale face, and hesitated to kiss it.

He felt a pang for her. He hadn’t seen her in this way for a long time.

Crystal put her arm around his neck and suddenly came over to kiss him. Nathan pressed her shoulder.

“Crystal!”

Crystal’s eyes flickered. “After all, even a kiss from you had become so mean.”

She never thought that he would refuse her kiss.

Nathan calmly smoothed her down. “Watch your hand. Don’t move!”

The next second, Crystal was kissed on the lips.

He pressed down on her and kissed her hard, the way she was so familiar.

There was a burning heat on his lips, and it swept over her.

He kissed her deeper and deeper. Crystal closed her eyes and felt it. It was Nathan’s kiss. It was his breath. It was his temperature.

He never gave up a kiss until she was exhausted. That was Nathan.

Their lips were inseparable.

Nathan let her breathe but still kissed her lightly every now and then.

As soon as he saw that she was breathing enough, he stopped her and stirred his flexible tongue in her mouth.

Crystal didn’t understand why Nathan could take such a long and hard kiss.

Crystal’s hand slipped on his chest, sensing that his heart was racing unnaturally.

“Nathan,” she said, breathing softly, “does your heart beat so fast every time you kiss?”

“Feel it yourself.”

“That was a good kiss,” she chuckled. “Remember how it felt to kiss me, and you’ll have to kiss other women but for me.”

She was certain that he would not choose her.

Today she just wanted to force him to take off her bracelet.

Her heart suddenly hurt as if thousands of scorpions were gnawing it. This kind of pain would disappear with time in the future, right?

“Other women?”

“Your fiancée. Don’t you want to marry her?”