Nathan, who was trying to avoid any casualties from Laura, stood up and was about to walk out of the bar, but in that same instant, Laura collapsed to the ground unconscious, vomiting everything she had consumed.“Shit…” Nathan quickly rushed toward her and tried to lift her up from the ground, but her vomit spilled all over his clothes.“Fuck…” Nathan muttered under his breath.He couldn’t just leave her there. He had to help her—maybe get her a hotel where she could spend the night, or probably get her some medication, but it wasn't a serious case, just a reaction to the over intake of alcohol. “Ooh, another one fainting again,” the waitress who had offered Nathan drinks earlier, passed by as she said casually, as if this was something they always dealt with everyday in the bar.She then paused, then shifted her gaze to Nathan. “Sir, I saw you come here alone, and it looks like you don’t even know her. Just leave her on the desk, and when she wakes up in the morning, she’ll go ba

Any time Nathan closed his eyes, it felt like Laura was right beside him, breathing softly on his lips, and this sensation was already getting him to lose his mind. “Fuck…”Nathan shouted, gritting his teeth as he bolted upright. “I can’t believe that witch is getting into my head again. After all she’s done to me, I can’t be that foolish to love her again.”Nathan struggled inwardly with the choice, but nevertheless he can't fight it. Moments later, Nathan was seated, and beside Henry stood a tall table with some medical tools and equipment arranged in role. “Why do you need all this?” Nathan asked, staring at Henry, but Henry only grinned faintly. “It’s all for you,” Henry replied calmly. “I want to check a few things about you. I think it’s the right time to show you what you’re really capable of. With these tools here, we can get a deeper insight on what you are actually made for, and this would answer the question you have long waited for.”Nathan only stared, uncertain of H

Laura was certain of what she had done. She didn’t know if Nathan must have already discovered that she had planted a tracker on him the day she made an encounter with him. “I hate that bastard, playing smart on me isn't the best thing to do, but too sorry that I would be the one facing the brutal consequences,” Laura gritted her teeth.After some hours, Laura sat in her room, going through files that contained the Sinclair family asset, searching for any clue about Nathan and how he had gained such an ability to survive a gun shot to his head. But just then… a knock broke the silence as it echoed from the door.“Ma’am, your father wants to see you,” a security guard's voice sounded from outside the door before walking away.The moment Laura heard the word from the security guard, her heart sinked, tightened with weight and pressure, as if the blood flowing into it had been suddenly blocked before it could spread through her body.“He’s back already…” she muttered inwardly, eyes wid

Nathan lay on his bed, staring at the white ceiling made of transparent glass with a show glass of light display above it. He couldn’t understand how he had been so foolish—how he had let his guard down enough for Laura to install a tracker on him without even knowing, and thanks to Henry for figuring out a way to fix his mistakes, which probably prevented the disaster. For a moment, Nathan had thought Laura was someone different, probably a changed person, or perhaps he had felt something genuine within her emotions that connected his heart with hers. But as it seems now, it all feels like it's faked from the very start, something that's not supposed to be.“Damn that bitch,” Nathan muttered, jaw tightening as his eyes stayed fixed upward staring at the beautiful display of the ceiling hovering above him. But above all, one thing kept Nathan unsettled within him, something that needed answers. Henry had explained certain fragments about his abilities, but he had never shared anythi