Melanie could tell what Nathaniel was about to do. She quickly went forward and helped him lift his blanket as she massaged his calves.
"Look! Your legs weren't amputated! You're fine, so don't worry too much. Trust me!"
"Trust you?" Nathaniel glanced at her sideways and scoffed, "I trusted you too much!"
Melanie did not know what to say. She just sighed and tucked the blanket for him before standing straight. "I know you hate me now so much that you want to kill me, but I didn't lie to you. Nate, I did what I had to for our future! Still, I know it hurts you, so do whatever you want to me, be it punching me or cursing me. I'll take it all, but you must stay calm now and not hurt yourself! Can you do that?"
Her voice was gentle as usual, while remorse and concern were written all over her face. Nathaniel refused to speak to her. His expression was still dark, but he did not ask her to leave anymore.
"Do you know how painful it was for me when I heard you got into an accident? I was so scared that I'd lose you! Nate, I don't ever want to lose you. I love you," Melanie said as she held his left hand lightly.
Nathaniel still said nothing and withdrew his hand from hers. His action did not discourage her as she
continued, "The lab confirmed that there's no problem with the new perfume. That means our research is a success! No matter how angry you are, please don't take it out on work. Nate, I trust our new product will bring miracles to the company!"
After a moment of silence, Nathaniel finally asked, "He ... gave you the formula, didn't he?"
Speaking swiftly as if the word might taint his mouth if it lingered for even a second longer, he referred to Frank as "he." Nathaniel couldn't say Frank's name at all.
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