âYes.
â Nathan didnât deny.
A sigh escaped Lucindaâs lips.
She was unable to conceal anything from him.
Illness had not dulled his intellect.
He remained sharp, making it no easy task to deceive him.
She held his hands and said, âDonât listen to him.
Iâ¦â
âHis condition is for you to end our engagement and marry him, isnât it?â Nathan cut her off coldly.
âNate, you must understand that Kysonâ¦â
He furrowed his brow and cut her off again.
âJust respond to this.
Is what he said true?â
Hearing this, Lucinda lowered her gaze and exhaled another sigh.
âYes.
â
Nathan also averted his eyes, concealing the simmering animosity and killing intent within them.
âIâd rather face death than trade my well-being for your happiness!â
She instinctively covered his mouth and reprimanded, âWhat nonsense are you talking about! Donât utter the word âdeathâ ever again!â
He clasped her hand tightly and wore a serious expression.
âLucinda, it tears me apart to envision you marrying that scoundrel!
How can I live knowing it comes at the expense of your happiness?â
Lucinda crouched down before him with a tender smile.
âRight now, your safety is my utmost priority.
Letâs focus on taking the medicine to cure you first, and then we can confront the other challenges, okay?â
Nathan shook his head adamantly.
He refused to yield on the issue.
âI wonât accept any medicine from Kyson! Not a chance!â
âNateâ¦â
But he wouldnât listen.
Withdrawing his hand from hers, he turned his head away.
He looked so cold, like his mind was made up.