NovelStartChapter 857 "What on earth?" "He's been to prison?" "And he's got a bad leg?" "How does he have the nerve to think my daughter can't live without him?" After Lizzy dropped off the desserts for Morris, she couldn't find him anywhere. She turned to Lincoln in a bit of a panic, "Uncle, where's Mr. Nathan?" Lincoln, with a smug look, replied, "He's gone." Lizzy's face drained of color, and the fruit platter she was holding slipped from her grasp, crashing to the floor. Lincoln narrowed his eyes, sensing something amiss. "Lizzy, he's an ex-con. Your lady being involved with someone like that is incredibly risky. How could you keep something this big from me?" Lizzy was frantic, "Uncle, you have to find Mr. Morris and bring him back. If my sister comes hand doesn't find him, she'll go nuts." Lincoln was firm, "If it was anyone else, I might let it slide. But this guy is cunning and dangerous. Keeping him around Vivian is a bad idea." Just then, Nathalie cback.
She parked her car by the entrance and dashed inside, braving the pouring rain.
"Nathan!" Her sweet voice rang out through the hall.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLizzy sheepishly hid behind Lincoln.
"Uncle, you might want to tell her yourself." Lincoln grabbed a towel and greeted Nathalie with a smile.
"Vivian, why didn't you use the basement entrance? You're soaked to the bone." He handed her the towel.
Nathalie carefully unfolded the coat she was holding, revealing a tiny puppy nestled inside.
Lincoln was surprised, "Vivian, didn't you say you wouldn't get a pet?" In the past, Nathalie had battled depression, and the doctor had suggested a pet to lighten her mood. But she was always against the idea.
Yet today, she chwith a little puppy all on her own.
Nathalie grinned at her dad, "Nathan likes it." Then she bounced past Lincoln, cheerfully carrying the puppy upstairs.
"Nathan, look what I got for you!" Lincoln and Lizzy exchanged a glance, both feeling like they were walking on thin ice.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSuddenly, the sound of Nathalie's footsteps bechurried.
Her once bright face was now clouded with worry, "Dad, where's Nathan?" Lincoln braced himself, "He's left." He watched as Nathalie's expression crumbled.
"In this downpour, where could he have gone?" She cried out, her voet for a bit, and you lost just tinged with desperation, "I was just out him?" S.W As she spoke, she scrambled for her rain gear and bolted into the rain without waiting for Lincoln's explanation.
Lincoln was struck with fear, his face turning pale. He rushed forward to catch his daughter, "Vivian, do you even know ow who he is? He's an ex-convict. People like him have dark pasts. I can't let you be with him..." Nathalie's strength left her at Lincoln's words. She was too yl distraught to speak, tears streaming W her face as she sobbed, "Ah, ah, ah-"
"Anyone else... could turn their back on him, but Dad... can't.. ah. Pjust can't..." "
The reason Morris ended up in prison, others didn't know, but she' did.
He did it to pull her out of the depths, to lift her up so pushed around she'd never be m again.
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