NovelApp"I'm not sick, Robert," Avery muttered awkwardly. "But please don't be mad at me, because | was looking for a way to cure your dad."
"Fine... | will just be a little mad."
"Yeah! You are just a good boy!" Avery held him up and planted a kiss on his cheek.
Robert's kindergarten was located in the business area outside their house, which was merely a five minutes drive away.
After sending him off to school, Avery told the driver to take her to the hospital.
Elliot's doctor mentioned that he would inform her right away as soon as Elliot regained consciousness, and she had been waiting with anticipation for
her phone to ring.
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In the outskirts, on the second floor of a landed property, there were a few bottles of Melatonin on a nightstand.
Natalie had not slept at all the night before, and the melatonin was no longer effective.
She leaned against the window with a cigarette between her fingers. The ashes fell onto the ground and all over her sleeping gown as well.
Ever since Elliot returned to Aryadelle, she had been keeping a close eye on Elliot's every move. She waited with bated breath for updates from the
hospital.
Unfortunately, she had not received any updates about Elliot ever since he had gone into surgery.
At the stime, she was also paying attention to news about Dean.
She knew that Dean resented her and she would die if he found her.
Not wanting to die, she sent her parents abroad the moment she returned to Aryadelle, so that Dean would not be able to use them against her.
Dean had no power in Aryadelle, and so long as she remained discreet, she would be able to remain hidden for a while.
She longed for the day when Dean would die, or that Elliot would wake up and kill Dean. So long as Dean was dead, she would finally be able to live
a normal life.
However, life never went as planned and what one feared most could happen at any moment.
There was a knock on her door, and the door was opened shortly after.
"Natalie, I'm afraid you are going to have to find a different place to live," the owner, her aunt's friend, said. "Dean has already sent someone to your
aunt's house. Did she call you? | heard that they tore the whole place down and I'm just terrified... Why don't you move somewhere else to hide?"
Natalie had paid the owner a large sum of money to stay here, but she could also understand that he preferred to stay out of trouble.
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"Do you have anywhere else that you would recommend | go?" She took out a pile of cash and handed it to the owner. "I won't keep hiding. Once
Dean Jennings is dead, | will rise again. | will remember that you've helped me."
"I'm afraid he is not dying anytsoon. | heard that he obtained the technique to revive the dead or something..." The owner accepted the money
and said, "You should figure something out. If you keep hiding, you are bound to go crazy."
"I'm trying... | will cup with something." Natalie had already thought of an idea, but it would be hard for her to execute the plan while Elliot was
not yet awake.
In order to face Dean, she would either need leverage to cover up what she had done to Dean in the past, or leverage that could convince Elliot to
deal with Dean for her.
She thought it through, and Dean was a ruthless and paranoid man, so he would never trust her again. Even if she did have something Dean wanted,
he would kill her after obtaining it without hesitation, which was why she had to bet on Elliot because that was her only way out.
Though this might lead to her demise as well, she had no other choice.
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