Chapter 208 I Must Have Her
Natalie froze. “Who is it?”
“It’s me.” A familiar voice she hadn’t heard in a long time rang in her ears.
“S-Samuel?” She blinked in disbelief.
“Yes, it’s me.”
“What are you doing here?” Her voice was tiny and sullen.
“Didn’t I say not to draw attention to yourself when I’m not around?” he questioned her in a deep voice. There was a tinge of resignation mixed in it. “You really turned a deaf ear to my words.”
“I didn’t.”
He pressed his large hand on the top of her head. “In that case, why are there so many people waiting for you, hmm?”
Despite the accusation, his voice was filled with an indescribable sense of affection.
“Not all of them are men-”
“Women are off-limits too.” Samuel pursed his lips. “You belong to me, and me alone.”
With the jacket in the way, Natalie couldn’t see the man’s face as she listened to him. However, for some reason, she would feel at ease when he was around, as though he could solve even the most terrible problems that plagued her.
While she was engrossed in her thoughts, he asked again, “Do you want to leave?”
“Yes.” She nodded subconsciously.
“I won’t bother to look at something that doesn’t belong to me. Remember, I only take what’s mine with me,” he paused before continuing, “And I’ll do so properly.”
As his words played repeatedly in her mind, he grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the crowd.
Natalie could see nothing but darkness since the jacket was still covering her head.
All she could feel was that big hand holding her tiny one. It felt warm and comforting as if he was her entire world at that moment.
With no other way to navigate her surrounding, she followed him.
However, that sense of peace he gave her also made her feel a little lost.
Natalie was so zoned out that she accidentally tripped herself. Thankfully, Samuel caught her in the nick of time.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Suddenly, he scooped her into his arms.
“If you don’t want to fall, you better hold me tight and don’t let go,” he cautioned in a whisper before resuming his steps.
She instinctively wrapped her arms around him as a faint blush surfaced on her cheeks.
If it weren’t for the jacket around her head, he would’ve seen her blushing like a teenager.
With that, he whisked her away.
The security guards were blocking the attendees and the reporters, so they couldn’t see what exactly had happened. They only caught a glance of Samuel carrying a woman in a red dress with a jacket over her head.
When Christopher went backstage, he saw a glimpse of Samuel’s silhouette carrying a woman in a scarlet dress. Is it her?
“What’s wrong, Mr. Collins?” Nicholas asked curiously when he saw him stop suddenly.
“Investigate who that is.”
Nicholas didn’t know what was the point of the investigation, but he wasn’t going to question it. “Will do.”
Christopher didn’t go further backstage.
“Mr. Collins? Is something wrong?”
“They’re gone.” A hint of loneliness flashed across his eyes. “Let’s go back.”
After three days of continuous bathing and consuming his medications, the coldness in his body had completely vanished. He never had a cough late at night anymore, and he could sleep like a baby.
She didn’t lie about being able to treat him.
However, as much as he wanted to treasure her, he wasn’t the only one doing so.
His fists tightened as he vowed to himself. I will have her. I must.
