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
Natasha lifted the note and raised an eyebrow, murmuring, "Errands to run?"She promptly went for her phone to call Daniel. However, she couldn't find his number even after looking through her contacts several times. She blinked, feeling puzzled.Then, she remembered that she had changed her phone number after leaving the Sullivan residence. The Sullivan family's numbers were lost along with her old one. Natasha scratched her head helplessly.Daniel had stayed up late the night before, leaving Natasha wondering about his early morning rush. Additionally, he had never been to Oceanville before, and Natasha hadn't had the chance to show him around.Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Natasha set her phone down and shuffled to answer it in her slippers. As she swung the door open, a chilly breeze blew in.Standing on the doorstep was a woman who appeared to be around 40 years old. Even though her tiredness showed in the wrinkles on her face, she was dressed perfectly and exuded
Natasha felt anxious. She quickly got up and grabbed her wool coat as she prepared to leave.The day before, when Daniel mentioned coming over to Oceanville to look into medical cases, she had thought about asking him for help with Philip's illness. She knew she wasn't as skilled in medicine as he was.With Daniel's assistance and the secret remedy from the Sullivan family that he possessed, Philip might have a good chance of recovery.But then, Natasha recalled Natalie's assurance that she could find the Sullivan family's secret remedy and confidently claimed it could save Philip.Natasha concluded she didn't have to do more than what was required. She shook her head as she realized she was no longer responsible for Philip's fate.Consequently, she couldn't allow Daniel to look for the Graysons. Her anxious heart urged her to act swiftly.At that moment, Amy had just begun preparing breakfast when she heard noises coming from the living room. Still holding the spatula, she hurri