A Cue for Love Chapter 359 The Secret When Natalie returned to her bedroom, Samuel was still awake.
Even after she showered, he still hadnât gone to bed.
âArenât you tired?â Natalie asked.
âI was waiting for you.â Samuel walked up to her. âCome over here, Iâll help you apply some medication.â
Natalie couldnât help but smile.
âMmm-hmm.â
Submitting herself, she let him lead her to the bed.
While she sat on the edge, Samuel knelt on one knee and applied some medication on the bruises that were left by Lionel when he strangled her.
Samuelâs fingers felt burning hot to her, while the cream felt icy cold.
Jolted by the sensation, Natalie recoiled by reflex.
âDonât move,â Samuel ordered softly. The look in his eyes was both gentle and domineering at the same time. âHow am I going to do this if you keep fidgeting?â
âActually, itâs not a big deal.â
âStop playing it down,â Samuel replied with gritted teeth. âI have never seen a woman like you that lets herself get hurt and doesnât feel the urgency of getting treated.â
Pouting, Natalie retorted, âI just donât like it. You can go on ahead and fall for someone else. I didnât force you-â
The next moment, Samuel shot her a glance when he realized he didnât have anything to counter.
Knowing that she had grasped his weakness, Natalie didnât fear him at all.
As for him, it was difficult to fall for any other woman after being impressed by her achievements.
Not wanting to hear any more of her rants, Samuel decided to shut her up with a kiss.
Back in the hospital, Lia was already awake.
Lionel stayed by her side instead of getting one of the servants to do it.
Ever since she was awake, Lia would only eat, drink, and shower. Other than that, she barely spoke.
Lionel tried to probe why she poisoned herself and framed Natalie for it. Nonetheless, she only admitted it implicitly but refused to say anything about it.
After Lia was pulled back from the jaws of death, Lionel noticed that he had developed dirty thoughts about his âsister.â
Even though he was worried about her, he wasnât sure how to interact with her after what happened.
After all, he was fearful that she would find out what was on his mind.
Knock! Knock!
Someone knocked on the wardâs door.
âCome in.â
The moment the door opened, Yara entered with a bouquet of white lilies.
âLia, itâs me. Iâm here to visit you.â After handing over the flowers, Yara gave Lia a knowing smile.
The moment Lia saw who it was, her pupils constricted at once. âYouâ¦â
Noticing the change in Lia, Lionel couldnât help but ask, âLia, she and youâ¦â
âLionel, Lia and I are old friends,â Yara replied with a smile. âI was worried about her when I heard that she was injured. Thus, I decided to visit her. Anyway, please find a vase for the flowers I brought. I wish to have them placed beside the bed so that they can cheer Lia up and hasten her recovery.â
Lia bit her lip and urged, âLionel, go find a vase quickly. We cannot let Yaraâs good intentions go to waste.â
When Lionel saw that his sister had opened up, he assumed Yara was her new best friend. Therefore, he nodded in acknowledgment and left the ward, giving both of them some privacy.
After he closed the door behind him with a bang, only Yara and Lia were left inside.
âMy brother told me that I almost died.â Lia stared daggers at Yara.
âReally?â Yara disputed. âPerhaps, the poisonous compound was unstable. The pill that you swallowed might coincidentally be stronger. Hence, it was nothing but an accident. Besides, havenât you already recovered?â
Lia didnât expect Yara, who appeared so gentle and graceful on the surface, to actually be so vile on the inside.
Not only is Yara trying to frame someone else, but she also doesnât care about the potency of the poison. In fact, it seems my death was part of the plan.â
With a conflicted look in her eyes, Lia asked in a trembling voice, âYara, arenât you worried about divine retribution?â
âDo you have to be so dramatic?â Yara laughed shyly. âLia, I think you would be the first in line for having filthy desires for your own âbrother.â Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. If this gets out, I wonder what everyone would think of your âbrotherâ and the Johnson family.â
Yaraâs words struck at the heart of Liaâs weakness.
âLionel is only my brother in name. Both of us are not related by blood.â