Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 1851 - 369: Nathan, I’m Sorry

Inside the villa, doctors came in and out. Luckily, Eric sent Crystal into his car, and he gave her warm measures in time and kept her cold feet warm.

"Miss Smith and the baby are fine. But Miss Smith was cold and somewhat weak. As for her feet, it's taboo to touch cold water in this weather," replied the doctor. "You'd better help her now, help her to activate her blood lest she might fall off rheumatism when she is older.

Eric had Crystal's feet rubbed by himself with the best essential oil.

Crystal fell asleep in a daze. Her tears never stopped, as though she had dreamt of something sad.

Her dry lips moved, calling someone's name.

Eric got close enough to hear her.

"Nathan…"

"I'm sorry."

"Nathan... I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Every word she said was glass into Eric's heart.

Eric froze his face and did not stop rubbing.

The bedroom was fully heated, and Crystal poached and slept under a thick woolen blanket. She was like a newborn baby with the white fur against her white skin.

Eric sat stiffly on his back, rubbing Crystal's feet all the time.

The two servants waited on Crystal's other foot and were surprised to see how Eric looked.

In the middle of the night, the bodyguard knocks on the door.

"Sir, we found something in the lake."

Not knowing what was to be fished for, they fished out the bottles, the pretty stones, and the shoes that had fallen into the lake. Finally, they saw the watch.

"It should be this one." The bodyguard presented it to him carefully.

Eric paused stiffly to get up and washed his hands before taking the watch.

The quality and style of the watch looked familiar.

Eric took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw the Brilliant Group logo on the dial.

His figure stiffened in anger. If he knew what she was looking for had something to do with Nathan, why did he order his men to find it in the middle of the night?

Crystal didn't bat an eye when he threw away the bracelet she had bought last night. And this watch almost cost her life.

A hunch told Eric there was something wrong with the watch. He found the switch button.

Then he heard the vow of love of Nathan and Crystal.

Eric's eyes grew dark, and he stared hard at Crystal.

His arm rose, and he was about to smash the watch!

But in an instant, his hand dropped feebly again. He went to the bedside and placed the watch on the bedside table.

"Crystal, I haven't had time to be a part of your past," he said, leaning down and holding her face. "But, you must have me in your future!"

And she could only have him in her future.

He might allow Nathan to be a part of Crystal's memory.

Most of the time, it was not that he didn't care. He just knew that his caring would only push her further.

So he pretended not to care.

He noticed that Crystal's cheek was beginning to swell as he approached. This was her reaction to being slapped.

Eric saw that there was blood on the corner of her mouth that split open. He knew at once what she had been through.

At the villa, she met Nathan again.

Eric's eyes darkened. But he could probably imagine that they had had another fight, or Crystal wouldn't have cried.

Eric understood the personalities of these two people. He knew why they were fighting and the fact that they had no future.

But he could no longer tolerate Nathan getting between him and Crystal.

Eric smiled darkly and immediately ordered the servant to bring the medicine. He wanted to put some swelling on Crystal's cheek. Crystal shrunk unconsciously because the medicine hurt.

Eric's unquenchable anger rose again. No one can ever hurt his woman again, not even Nathan.

"Give her a good foot massage and don't stop," Eric told some of the maids and marched out of the room.

He went to the study, picked up his cell phone, and called the Davis House.

The tall figure stood beside a curtain that drifted in the wind. "You'd better control your son."

Eric slightly tilted his head, eyes gloomy and faced evil.

"If he ever lays hands on my wife again, I'll get even with him. You don't want to lose him and me, do you?"

"He's the only son you have, and you want your family to be childless?" Eric sighed and said, "It doesn't matter to me. I can have your style in those days if I have to."

"You were ruthless when you were young. I never thought you'd be in such a funk now." Eric's handsome face was covered with a vicious smile.

"I have nothing to do with you. And please don't talk about the past, not to mention my mother. Because you don't deserve it."

Eric turned away, his face blurred in the darkness.

He lit his cigarette, slowly breathed out as if he thought of something, and smiled viciously and sadly.

****

Crystal looked out of the window and shivered. She could feel a chill coming from nowhere.

Her mind was very flustered, and she always had a terrible foreboding.

She didn't know she was like this because Nancy disappeared or Nathan.

Or she still couldn't heal her wounds that night?

She suddenly had a coat on her shoulder.

"Miss Smith," Reminded the servant. "You had better rest in bed, for you are weak."

Crystal turned, feeling the pain in her heart.

She missed Nathan whenever she was awake, and her guilt was overwhelming.

She went into the bathroom and flipped through a drawer. The blade she had been keeping in it was gone.

Crystal opened the door and asked the servant, "Did you put the blade away that I put in the drawer?"

"What blade?"

"Forget it. Please don't touch my things anymore!"

Crystal closed the bathroom door and frowned. The sudden pain was more than she could bear.

She paced up and down the room, grabbing hold of her hair. She thought she might be experiencing symptoms of mania because she was depressed at a certain time of day.

She found an electric razor. Crystal opened the slot and took the blade out.

It turned out that even pain was addictive.

Since she first cut a blood bank in her arm to relieve the pressure, it had been her most normal way.

Crystal seemed to see her name on Nathan's arm again.

She pulled up her sleeves and slashed at her white arm.

She scratched her arm with a razor blade and then glued it carefully with a band-aid.

She drew a slow breath. The pain made her close her eyes and made her feel less guilty about Nathan.

The door of the bathroom was suddenly pushed open and hit the wall with a bang. Before Crystal could respond, her hand, which was holding the blade, was clenched hard!

Crystal looked slightly startled as Eric stared angrily into her eyes!

"What are you doing?

Crystal was slightly surprised.

"Tell me, Crystal, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? What does it matter to you?" Crystal took a heavy breath.

"You're my wife. Everything you do is my business."

"Am I your wife?" Crystal sneered. "I'm just your revenge and fertility tool!"