Natalie felt Brandon snuggle behind her. and then she heard him ask. “Would you like me to help you take a shower?”
She shook her head, her eyes already tightly shut. She didn’t want to risk the possibility of dozing off in the bathroom.
Brandon braced himself up on his elbow to look down at her.
“Do you like boys, or would you prefer girls?” he asked, his eyes glittering in the dim light of the room.
Natalie was barely capable of forming an entire sentence at this point, so she only let out a soft hum.
“I hope it’s a girl,” he whispered in her ear as he pulled her into a tight embrace.
“She’ll look just as adorable as you. and I’ll spoil her like a princess.” Natalie’s eyes popped open then.
“What if she has the same personality as you?”
What if…their daughter turned out to be an introvert who didn’t like to mingle with other people? She might get isolated from society.
A wistful smile appeared on Brandon’s face. He pulled her even tighter.
“That’s not so bad,” he said softly.Don’t worry.l won’t let anyone bully our future daughter.”
Natalie rolled over and returned his smile.
“It doesn’t matter.As long as the baby is healthy. I don’t care whether it’s a boy or a girl.” He p**ssed an affectionate k**s against her forehead.
“I’ll do my best to be a good father.l’ll make sure our children are happy and content.We will have our own little family very soon.”
They would have a warm home with a strong father, a kind mother, and lovely children.lt was all that Brandon had always wanted in life.
Feeling a lump in her throat. Natalie bit her lower l*p and burrowed into the cocoon of his arms.She wanted to give him that. too.
It was a night in the early spring when Barnes had its first rain of the season.
In a deserted road, a man was limping hurriedly under the pouring rain.He risked a backward glance, only to find a dozen men brandishing knives and baseball bats as they chased after him.
Jorge was so terrified that his knees almost gave out. but his desperation urged him to move forward.He couldn’t walk properly as it was. let alone run.
In the end, they cornered him in a dark corner of the street.
“Why are you after me? I have no quarrel with you!”
Jorge’s voice was hoarse and strained, and he looked like a mangy dog that had been wandering the streets for days.He stared at the tall, burly men in front of him and decided that his best option was to beg for mercy.
“Please let me go, I beg you! I did nothing to you. you have no reason to come after me!”
The leader of the gang stepped forward and grabbed Jorge’s hair without warning, forcing him to look up.
“We received orders from Mr.Larson to hunt down a man called Jorge Anderson.That man is you, isn’t it?”
Jorge narrowed his eyes as beads of rain fell on his face.
“No,” he lied.
“That’s not me.I don’t know who that man is. but you’ve got the wrong person!”
The man loosened his grip slightly.He whirled around to his men and barked. “Did you find the wrong person?”
“Hang on. Boss!” one of the goons stuttered.
“Let me check the photos.”
He scrambled for his phone in a panic, afraid of the consequences of a possible blunder.He unlocked the screen and immediately browsed through his gallery.
Seeing that they were distracted. Jorge sl*pped out of the leader’s hold and darted into the nearest alley.He could still hear the muffled conversation of the men he escaped.
“It’s him, all right. Boss.He looks exactly like the man in the photos.Mr.Larson offered a million dollars for his head!”
“Well, what are you waiting for? After him!”
Jorge mustered all the strength he had left and ran without looking back.Rage and anxiety took over his heart.He had no idea what he had done to offend Brandon Larson.
Given his physical state and his anguished mind, he soon found himself losing his balance and falling face first on the ground.
Hurried footsteps thundered behind him.
Jorge was alarmed when he heard the footsteps drawing nearer.
The fear it instilled in him rendered him motionless.
All of a sudden, he felt a pat on his shoulder.
“Argh! I beg of you, have mercy on me! Spare me.Please!”
Jorge covered his face, screaming in bloody horror.
Just as he was about to run away, the man in black standing behind him remarked, “Take it easy there, buddy.I’m actually here to help you, so you don’t have to run.”
Jorge pulled himself together, forcing himself to calm down.He looked back at the strange man and asked, “Who are you?”
It was dark at night and the rain grew heavier by the minute.
For those reasons, Jorge couldn’t see the man’s face clearly, but he could tell that this man wasn’t from the same gang as the one chasing him earlier.
“My identity doesn’t matter.lf you wish to live, listen to me very carefully.I can provide a safe place for you to hide in.”
The man in black p**ssed the brim of the hood of his raincoat.
The streetlamp didn’t provide enough light for Jorge to see anything aside from the man’s jawline.
Once he had gathered his composure, Jorge asked, “Aren’t you scared of Brandon? He put a huge bounty in exchange for capturing me.”
When that thought crossed his mind, he became more vigilant.
Perhaps this man was also after the bounty, just like those gangsters from earlier.
“I already told you that I’m here to help you.Here. Take this card key.Go to Room 2701 at Rainforest Hotel. nov3l0ž . çօʍ I’ve already arranged everything for you.There’s a doctor there, waiting to treat your leg.”
The man in black stared at Jorge’s dislocated left leg.
“If you don’t get that treated right away, you’re gonna be a cripple for the rest of your life,” he sneered.
Jorge accepted the card key and held it tightly.He was about to say something, but he bit the words back.He was still worried about something.
In a situation like this one, it wouldn’t be safe for him to go anywhere and it would be stupid of him to believe in a stranger so easily.
