Chapter 338
The officer turned to Griffin. “Mr. Dawson, it’s on you to handle your ex–wife’s funeral arrangements. It is now your responsibility” Cameron completely lost it. With anger boiling over, he shouted at Nathalie, “Nathalie, you’re doing this just to mess with me, aren’t you? How heartless can you be? You might as well kill me! My mom’s gone, and you won’t even let me honor her
His words dissolved into a flood of tears. He thought his sorrow might stir some quilt in Nathalie, but when he caught a glimpse of a smug smile playing on her lips, a cold dread washed over him. The Nathalie who couldn’t stand to see him suffer was no more.
Griffin sneered, “Cameron, cut the crocodile tears. What were you doing for your mom when she was alive? If you hadn’t been so set on marrying someone who couldn’t have kids, would she have died in such despair?”
Cameron clutched his head, crying out, “Mom, I’m sorry.”
With that, Griffin took Kristina’s body and left.
heron stumbled after him, his voice shaking. “Dad, when will Mom be cremated? When’s the funeral?”
Griffin shot back coldly, “You don’t have the right to ask,” and sped off.
Cameron was left in the dust as he fell to the ground, choking on the luxury car’s exhaust. “Dad, please, give Mom back to me. I’m begging you…”
Nathan and Nathalie approached Cameron, who crouched at the roadside, his dignity in tatters as he wept.
Nathalie watched, memories flashing back to a time when she, swollen from kidney disease, was heartlessly tossed out by Cameron. She, too, had cried on the street.
She later learned that Greta had found a mysterious pair of men’s shoes in her hotel room and suspected an intruder. Cameron was worried about Greta, but he had left a sick Nathalie alone on the street.
Nathalie had confronted him, “Why do you worry about Greta’s safety but not my
illness?”
His cold reply was, “Kidney disease won’t kill you. You’ll just suffer more pain.” Back then, Nathalie felt as hopeless and abandoned as Cameron did now.
Recalling it all, she couldn’t muster any sympathy for him.
Nathan approached Cameron, calm and rational. “Cameron, what’s it like to be betrayed and abandoned by the one you love most? Hurts, doesn’t it?”
Cameron glared at him. “I never thought you would go for my leftovers.”
Nathan’s face flickered with unease.
Cameron quickly brushed off Nathan’s hidden feelings and changed the subject. “When you were getting back at me for Nathalie, did you ever think that if you upset her even a little, she might turn on you, too? Your end might be just as messy as mine.”
Nathan shook his head. “Cameron, you’re a lost cause. Your mom tried to break you and Greta apart, even at the cost of her life. Yet you ignored her wishes and now blame others. Even in death, she wouldn’t find peace.”
Something in Cameron’s eyes seemed to break.
Nathalie stepped in, pulling Nathan away. “Don’t bother with him.”
Nathan teased, “Nathalie, he thinks you’ll betray me.”
