Chapter 223
Nathalie’s face was void of emotion. Cameron couldn’t wrap his head around why she despised him so much. However, she knew that, in this lifetime, he hadn’t fully shown his true colors, and just when he was drowning in guilt, she up and left him.
In another life, after Nathalie donated a kidney to Greta, she faced severe pregnancy complications. Cameron, in his misguided devotion to caring for Greta, completely neglected Nathalie, his actual wife, leaving her in the hands of the household staff. Desperate to keep their family together, Nathalie found herself in a constant battle with Greta for Cameron’s attention. She pleaded with him to join her for prenatal checkups, begged him to cook her some soup, and when she was heavily pregnant, barely able to move, she tearfully asked him to get her some maternity clothes. But every time, he just gave her the cold shoulder, saying, “Aren’t the servants here to help? Or are you just trying to outshine your sister?”
In her frustration, she’d break down. “Why do you do all this for Greta but not for me? Aren’t I your wife?”
Time and again, Cameron would overlook the needs of his wife and daughter, catering instead to Greta’s endless demands. Nathalie ecame worn down, both physically and mentally, from his constant emotional neglect. Meanwhile, Greta was spoiled by Cameron and even faked illness to manipulate him into having their daughter give her a blood transfusion.
Cameron, acting like a clueless king, ignored their daughter’s cries and forcefully took her to the hospital. The poor child ended up contracting an infection during the transfusion, leading to multiple organ failures.
In a fit of rage, Nathalie lashed out at Greta, but Cameron, in his attempt to protect Greta, pushed Nathalie away, sending her tumbling down the stairs, leaving her battered and bleeding…
Cameron showed no care. He just stared at her coldly and said, “You asked for this.”
Those haunting memories suffocated Nathalie every time they crept back in.
“Do you want to know why?” Nathalie’s spirit seemed to drain, her voice heavy with sorrow.
Cameron couldn’t fathom her sudden change in demeanor, but he sensed her hatred ran deeper than he thought.
“Nathalie, maybe there’s been a misunderstanding between us…” Cameron ventured.
Nathalie suddenly removed Timeless Cycle and handed it to him. “Give me five hundred million, and it’s yours. With it, you’ll find the answers you’re looking for.”
Cameron looked conflicted. He was strapped for cash at the moment, and shelling out five hundred million for something like this was a tough pill to swallow.
“How’s this worth five hundred million?”
Nathalie chuckled, “I never thought I’d see the day when the extravagant Mr. Cameron turned so tight–fisted.”
Cameron didn’t rise to her bait.
Nathalie pushed further. “Cameron, do you know why you fell so hard and fast? And how I, once a nobody, managed to turn the tables? Timeless Cycle has the answers.”
Only then did Cameron, still puzzled, take Timeless Cycle.
“I’ll write you a check,” he said.
Nathalie had the check ready and handed it over “Just sign here.”
Cameron eyed her warily, suspecting her motives. But being born with a silver spoon, money troubles had never fazed him, and he didn’t see his current situation as a real issue. He still had plenty of assets, after all.
He signed his name without hesitation.
Nathalie took the check and went inside. As she turned away, no one noticed the wicked gleam in her eyes.
“Cameron, I’ll make sure you become a real beggar.”
