Chapter 316
Greta felt a strange sense of déjà vu when she heard those words. It took her a moment to piece it together. She remembered it was from the first time Nathalie came home and claimed her space by moving her belongings into the room. Greta had been territorial back then and forbade Nathalie from using her wardrobe. Nathalie, being the accommodating one, had actually given up most of the space
for Greta.
But who would’ve thought the tables would turn? Now, it was Nathalie’s turn to push Greta around. Greta wasn’t going to take it lying down. She spun around to Cameron, her voice firm. “Cameron, get rid of these things.”
Cameron thought Nathalie had gone too far, and grabbed a box from the table, ready to toss it. But Nathalie stopped him in his tracks. “Cameron, take a good look at what you’re holding. Do you really want to throw it away?”
Cameron pulled back the black cloth wrapping the box, revealing the corner of an urn. Greta let out a scream. “Oh my God! Get it out of here.”
eing Greta so distressed, Cameron didn’t think twice before heading out with the urn. Nathalie’s voice cut through the air, stopping him. “If you throw it away, aren’t you afraid that your daughter’s spirit will come back at night and demand justice?”
Cameron felt his blood run cold, his face turning pale. His hands shook as he clutched the urn. “What did you say is in here? Nathalie’s voice was cold. “Your daughter’s ashes. The priest said she needs to be here for forty–nine days to find peace and reincarnate.”
Nathalie was like a demon, laying out Cameron’s sins bare. “Cameron, she wasn’t supposed to suffer here, but you tried to save your sweetheart, lied to me, and brought our daughter into this world unexpectedly. That was the first time you hurt her.”
“And then you made me donate a kidney while pregnant. You sapped my strength and caused her death before she was born. That was the second time you hurt her.
“You had control over her life and death. How can you not feel guilty?”
Cameron’s strong frame shook slightly. “She was just an embryo, Nathalie,” he said, trying to ease his guilt.
Nathalie’s anger surged at his words. “And if she hadn’t died? If I’d given birth to her? Do you think she would’ve been healthy?”
Cameron replied, “You took too much medication while pregnant. The side effects were too severe. Ending the pregnancy was a wise choice.”
Nathalie was furious. She stepped up to Cameron and slapped him hard. “You made me kill our child with my own hands because of your sins. Did you ever wonder what would happen if I hadn’t?”
Cameron could only imagine such a child being weak and frail. Even if she had been born, raising her would have been a struggle. “That’s not a realistic scenario, Nathalie.” He refused to dwell on the suffering their daughter might have faced. Nathalie slapped him again. “You sacrificed our daughter for your sad, pathetic love. Cameron, you deserve to be alone.”
A storm brewed in Cameron’s eyes, and he suddenly grabbed Nathalie’s wrist with force. “So, did you set my dad against me?”
Nathalie gave him a wicked grin, her eyes drifting to the urn. “Maybe it’s our daughter getting her revenge on you.”
A shiver ran down Cameron’s spine.
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