Nathan didn’t respond to their murmurs. He was already checking the woman’s vitals again, ensuring they remained steady before proceeding with preparation for the C-section. His calmness contrasted sharply with the stunned silence that filled the room.Dr. Mitch finally exhaled, tension easing from his shoulders. He turned to Dr. Lowe, still whispering in disbelief, and muttered, “Unbelievable. Nathan just did what textbooks say is impossible.”Dr. Lowe could only nod, still staring at Nathan like he was seeing a phenomenon unfold in real-time.Dr. Grey, on the other hand, stood frozen, his pride and confidence shattered. His face was pale, his mind spinning. He wanted to say something, to find a flaw in what had just happened, but his voice betrayed him. Every fact, every theory he had built his reputation on had just been turned inside out by a man who, moments ago, had claimed he wasn’t even sure he could help.Nathan looked up, his gaze steady, and said simply, “Let’s save them no

“Hey, you!” she heard herself say before she could stop it. The sound of her own voice startled her, and next,she had not intended to shove herself into their orbit.A flush rose across Natalia’s face. It wasn’t just possessiveness, it was the sting of being overlooked, of being invisible while strangers fussed and flirted.“This is enough,” she snapped suddenly, sharper than she meant to be.The nurses froze, surprised out of their coquettish roles. One lifted lashes and laughed incredulously. “Why are you being rude? Honestly, it’s not like he’s your husband—”“Shut up. He’s my husband!” Natalia’s eyes narrowed until they were slits. Then she stepped forward and grabbed Nathan’s hand, pulling it away from the nurse who had clung to his sleeve.“Let him go,” she hissed, voice low and dangerous. She kept her hand wrapped around his, as if to anchor herself. Her voice rose a little more, eyes blazing. “None of you come close to him or I’ll let you know what stuff I’m made of. Got it?”

Nathan walked toward the window and pulled the curtain aside. Outside, Natalia was already getting into her car. Her movements were graceful, her hair glinting under the sun.Even from this distance, he could imagine her still fuming softly at him while pretending not to care.“Even though I’m upset with you,” he said aloud, almost to himself, “you still mean a lot to me, Natalia.”His voice trailed off as he watched her car roll down the driveway, disappearing through the gates.A strange emptiness filled the room once she was gone. Nathan stayed by the window for a few more seconds before turning away.He went downstairs, his steps slow, thoughtful. The quiet villa felt larger somehow, lonelier.When he reached the dining room, he stopped short. On the table was a full breakfast. Eggs, toast, fruit, and a bowl of oatmeal. Steam still rose faintly from the dishes.He stared at it, surprised. The aroma filled the air, warm, and comforting. Something about it tugged at a memory of simp

Nathan's eyes lingered on the message for a moment, unreadable thoughts flickering behind them. Then he tucked the phone into his pocket and rose from his chair.“Um…” he said, clearing his throat lightly, his composure unshaken. “I should get going now. Thanks for the dinner, Taylor.”Her brows drew together slightly, surprised by his sudden desire to leave. “So soon?” she asked, her voice laced with disappointment.He nodded with a tight smile, but before she could say anything more, Nathan had already moved toward the door, his movements smooth and unhurried. He turned slightly, offering her a courteous nod before stepping out.The sound of the closing door echoed softly through the quiet room. Taylor sat frozen for a while, her eyes lingering on the empty space he’d just left.She exhaled a long breath and stared at the door with a bittersweet smile. “No matter what, Nathan,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “I won’t give up on you. I’ll keep loving you until you see

“Whoa!” Natalia gasped, eyes widening as she twisted the steering wheel in a sharp swerve, tires screeching against the asphalt as she narrowly avoided a crash.Her heart was still racing as she gripped the steering wheel tighter, the tension in her shoulders refusing to ease. Her car wobbled a little before she steadied it, taking deep breaths to calm herself. The van that had nearly hit her sped past, its tires screeching as it zoomed ahead.She exhaled sharply, her voice rising in annoyance. “Are you blind or just stupid?” she muttered, glaring at the vehicle’s taillights. “That almost caused an accident!” She shook her head and scoffed, trying to brush off the anger bubbling in her chest. “Some people really shouldn’t be allowed behind the wheel.”Still irritated, Natalia pressed her foot on the accelerator again, her car gliding smoothly along the dimly lit road. Yet, a small, uneasy thought crept into her mind — that van hadn’t come out of nowhere. The way it had swerved in, the