Daniel was laughing just a moment ago before he suddenly turned to Ryan and asked, "What's your name?"He seemed very excited. It was as if Natasha was about to marry Ryan any second."Well… um…" Ryan stuttered."Uncle Daniel, you've got it wrong!" Natasha quickly interrupted."Wrong? If you're not dating, then why did you come home together at this hour? Don't try to deceive me."Daniel didn't believe her. Chuckling, he added, "I wouldn't mind if you two were a couple."Ryan seemed friendly and approachable, unlike Joshua, who appeared distant and aloof.Joshua always wore a solemn expression, which often left people wondering why he seemed so arrogant. Moreover, Ryan even took the initiative to protect Natasha, which impressed Daniel.Natasha took a sip of water to calm her nerves. Holding her forehead, she said helplessly, "He's not my boyfriend. He's my assistant in my lab."He came home with me today because we were delayed by something, and we haven't had dinner yet. Plu
Natasha was set on marrying into the Grayson family, so she believed it was her fault from the beginning. She felt too ashamed to reconnect with her relatives."Please, make some time soon to come with me to visit your mom at the Sullivan residence. She's been wanting to see you," Daniel urged.Natasha took a sip of her drink quietly, lost in thought."Even if you're unsure about seeing your mom, you should at least visit your grandfather. He misses you badly, and he's not getting any younger…" Daniel trailed off.Suddenly, Natasha was reminded of Philip lying in a hospital bed. The fragility of life stirred up emotions within her.After a moment, she nodded and responded with a soft sound of agreement.Daniel smiled and reached out to gently pat Natasha's head. "That's more like it."They stood near the staircase, chatting for a while.Meanwhile, Ryan was occupied in the kitchen. Once he finished preparing dinner, he carried the dishes to the table.Spotting Natasha and Danie
Daniel looked furious. His eyes were wide with anger, veins popping on his temples, and his cheeks trembling slightly. It was clear he was very upset about what Natasha had done.Ryan hung his head even lower. The atmosphere at the dinner table immediately became tense.Natasha remained quiet as Daniel looked at her, waiting for a response.Daniel's anger grew stronger. "Natasha, I'm asking—"Suddenly, he realized he wasn't addressing a subordinate at the hospital, but his niece whom he hadn't seen in years. He recognized that his tone had been too harsh.Swiftly, he softened his approach and asked, "Natasha, could you please tell me? Was the patient you operated on this afternoon a Grayson?"Natasha tightened her lips, served more meatloaf for Daniel, and responded, "Uncle Daniel, let's eat. It's not the right time to discuss this during dinner."Daniel noticed Natasha's attempt to change the subject. He was familiar with her stubbornness, which had been apparent from her insis
"I don't cook much because I live alone. But if you're staying here, I'll get someone to cook for us from tomorrow on," Natasha said."Why get someone? Can't Ryan cook for us?" Daniel asked.Ryan's face lit up immediately. He nodded eagerly and said, "Absolutely, professor. I'd be happy to help with cooking.""No, you're busy every day. It would be too much trouble for you."Ryan didn't say anything after Natasha refused. Daniel understood it was Natasha's house, so he didn't push the issue further.Even though he had spoken up for Ryan, he respected Natasha's decision. He gave Ryan's shoulder a comforting pat."I'm here to do some research, mainly on patients with heart conditions," Daniel said.Natasha couldn't help but feel a bit inadequate when comparing herself to Daniel's medical expertise.She knew he was very skilled and often traveled for research on difficult cases nationwide. It was just a coincidence that he was here this time."Heart conditions?" Natasha asked."
Natalie looked at Philip's calm face. Mike had recently given him some medication, so he still appeared a bit tense from its effects.Inside, Natalie felt worried, her eyes squinting with uncertainty. She had asked Mark earlier about possible side effects or the chances of the medication not working.Mark had given her firm reassurance, shaking his head confidently and stating that the medication had never failed. Once it was given, it guaranteed that the person would be completely vegetative.Natalie's expression remained neutral.She was aware of the inevitable agony Philip would face. Despite Mike's attempts to help him, she understood that the intense pain would soon overwhelm him and death would be his only escape.At that instant, Natalie made a firm decision to quicken Philip's end. It would save her from the trouble of searching for the Sullivan family's secret remedy and the discomfort of fulfilling her obligations.Furthermore, the obstacle of marrying into the Grayson
"Are you trying to tell me what to do?" Natalie asked. She stood behind Mark, trying to remove the ventilator mask from Philip's face."Ms. Lovelace, you can't do that! It's murder!" Mark exclaimed anxiously. He didn't want Philip dead. He still had a conscience."Murder?" Natalie scoffed.Mark firmly kept the ventilator mask in place. He wouldn't allow Natalie to take it off. "This is a crime. You'll go to jail!"Natalie snickered. "A crime? How convenient that you suddenly see it that way."But let me ask you this. Do you not consider giving me that drug, which transformed Philip into his current state, to be a crime as well?"Shouldn't you be the one facing jail time? How many years do you think you'll serve? Three years? Five? Life imprisonment, or maybe even the death penalty?"Her words sliced through the air, leaving Mark unable to respond."There's no going back once the arrow is released. Do you understand? Now that we've administered the drug, there's no space for reg
Natalie's harsh words reverberated in Mark's mind, leaving him feeling trapped in a freezing dungeon. He asked, "Are you… trying to kick down the ladder?"Natalie found Mark's reaction amusing. Walking in her pristine white heels, she slowly moved toward Mark, who looked tense.He looked at her with a touch of defiance as he asked, "Are you trying to threaten me?"Standing in front of Mark, Natalie lowered her head and gently shook it as she whispered into his ear, "You've got it wrong. I'm not threatening you. This is a decision."Keeping her head down, she adjusted the collar of Mark's white coat and added, "I trust you to make the right choice."Mark's hands trembled uncontrollably.Natalie smirked as she returned to where she was before. She glanced at him sideways, patiently awaiting his reaction.However, Mark remained stoic, and Natalie's frustration grew.She couldn't comprehend why someone would risk their own future for someone completely unrelated to them.Anger boi
Eventually, Natasha stayed outside the villa to see Ryan off. The cold wind tousled her hair. She wore a camel-colored coat.After Ryan's car disappeared from sight, she hugged her coat tighter and went back inside where it was warm.Back inside, Natasha took off her coat. She felt exhausted after performing surgery for a few hours.With weary steps, she made her way to her bedroom but found Daniel still in the living room. He was sitting on the couch, completely absorbed in something.Natasha yawned a few times as she approached Daniel, who was sitting in front of the coffee table wearing glasses. He was casually flipping through some of the experimental data she had collected over the years."Uncle Daniel, aren't you going to bed?" Natasha asked.Daniel set down the data and said solemnly, "Natty, come here.""What's wrong?" Natasha placed her coat on the couch.Before she could reach Daniel, she heard him asking, "How's Mr. Grayson Senior?""Huh?" Natasha was briefly surpri