A Cue For Love Chapter 229
A Cue For Love Chapter 229
A Cue for Love Chapter 229
In A Relationship
Clayton clenched his fists as tears brimmed in his eyes upon Natalie’s words.
“Mommy, are you sure?”
Natalie was completely distraught after her phone call with Xavian. However, she was able to keep her cool in front of Clayton.
“Do you and Xavian really want me to date that badly?”
“Mommy, our biological father is a b*stard. He doesn’t deserve you even if he’s still alive,” Clayton said matter-of-factly. “Samuel, on the other hand, is handsome, has a good figure, and is the head of the Bowers. Xavian also said he’s very good to you. So of course, he’s a man worth marrying. We’re not that naive to insist that our biological parents must be together. We only have your best interest at heart.”
All along, Natalie thought that her sons only got close with Samuel because they were yearning for a father’s love.
Turns out they just wanted her to be happy instead of enjoying a father’s love.
They wanted to pamper her even though they were only five years old.
I’m so lucky to be their mother.
“Clayton, remember this.” Natalie caressed his head and smiled fondly. “It would make Mommy happiest to see you and Xavian grow up happy and healthy. I don’t need you to make a name for
yourselves because all I want is for the two of you to be healthy.”
After they left the apartment, Natalie hailed a cab and headed toward the Bowers residence with Clayton.
She received Christopher’s email on her way there.
Natalie felt her heart skip a beat when she saw his email.
The dragonblood fruit is with Julian?
What a twist of events!
Back then, Julian contacted her online to seek treatment. She rejected him for two reasons. The first one being she considered him a heartless businessman that didn’t deserve to be saved. The second reason was that there was no cure for his illness.
She learned TCM, not witchcraft. She was able to treat some of the illnesses that seemed severe because it still wasn’t life-threatening. However, there was nothing she could do for terminally ill patients. The acupuncture skills and medicinal books passed down by her grandad were of no help either.
Julian didn’t get enough rest during his early stage of illness and consumed a lot of illegal drugs. He had been running on empty for the past few years now since illegal drugs couldn’t help him anymore. When he finally realized he was on the brink of death, he began hunting for skilled doctors and famous medicines to treat himself.
The power to defy the laws of heaven and change fate only exists in novels.
It could never happen in real life.
Could it be that I’m destined to face Julian?
Clayton noticed how pale Natalie had become. He reached out and squeezed her hand. “Mommy, what is it? Why are your hands so cold?” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.
“It’s nothing.” Natalie smiled. “It’s just the wind.”
At the Bowers residence.
Gavin saw Natalie holding on to a little boy’s hand when he opened the door. There was even a small luggage bag in the boy’s free hand.
Gavin had seen a lot of good-looking children.
The Bowers’ fraternal twins inherited the Bowers’ superb genes, and they command attention wherever they go. Moreover, the little boy that followed Franklin and Sophia back a few days ago looked exactly like Samuel, so naturally, he too had superb looks.
However, the little boy standing before him at the moment outshone them all.
He had a pair of eyes that shone like black pearls, an upturned nose, and a grin that hung on his lips. His features were way more exquisite than any of the three kids combined.
“Ms. Natalie, this is…” Gavin asked.
“Gavin, this is my oldest son, Clayton.” Natalie turned to Clayton after her brief introduction. “You can call him Mr. Gavin, Clayton.”
Clayton was way more mature as compared to Xavian. “Hello, Mr. Gavin.” He bowed.
Gavin nodded and quickly let Natalie and Clayton in.
“Ms. Natalie, Mr. Samuel isn’t home yet. He’s still in the office…”
“It’s okay. I’ll wait.”
Natalie and Clayton could hear footsteps running down the stairs not long after they step foot into Bowers’ residence.