Chapter 414: I Care About You
Chapter 414: I Care About You
“Look,” Nathan smiled bitterly, “I made you angry again. Eric never does that, doesn’t he?”
“Inexplicable! Why do you have to bring him up today?”
“You brought him up first.”
Crystal managed to suppress her anger.
“Why do we always have to quarrel when we’re together? That’s tiring.”
“I’ve been pandering to you. You’re the one who looks for a quarrel.”
“So, I told you we don’t fit each other,” when Crystal spoke, she stretched her arm, trying to take his cigarette away, “it’s bad for your health. Stop it.”
Again, Nathan dodged her. He put the cigarette into his mouth and greedily took a drag on it.
“Crystal, smoking is like loving you. I know it’s harmful, but I just could not give it up. The more I miss you, the more I can’t let you go. The more I avoided you, the more it hurt me,”
His words pained Crystal’s heart.
“I’m telling you to stop smoking!” Crystal snatched the cigarette from his hand while scolding.
Accidentally, the flame burnt her hand, and she shrunk subconsciously.
Nathan finally put out the cigarette, caught her hand, and checked it.
“Does it burn your hand?”
“No...”
“Next time, if you see danger, don’t rush up like a fool.”
He rubbed her palm with his thumb, added, “You haven’t answered my question, if I disappeared from your world, what would you do?”
“What answer on earth do you want to hear?”
Crystal didn’t understand why he kept asking this unlucky question today.
“I fear you will lose sleep again; or cut your arms...”
He rolled up her sleeves, stroking the scars on her arms.
“Who said I hurt myself for you?” Crystal was taken back and quickly retracted her hand.
“Eric’s servants.”
“Do you even believe what they say?”
Nathan squinted, “They also said that you draw portraits of me.”
“Portraits? What portraits? Where are they? I’m afraid that the servants lied to please you.”
Crystal kept denying it because she did not want Nathan to worry.
“These scars are evidence.” Nathan grabbed her arm again.
“Don’t get it wrong, they have nothing to do with you.”
“Really?”
“Sure.”
“Fine.”
To Crystal’s surprise, Nathan did not force her to admit it. Instead, he held her hand tightly and put it on his chest, saying, “If it’s because of me, I’ll be very sad.”
“Nathan, in fact, no one would die just because of leaving another.” Crystal rolled down her sleeve and went on, “we’re all independent individuals.”
Crystal’s eyes began to moist with tears.
Today’s topic was somehow too sad.
She turned her head quickly and looked at the door, avoiding Nathan’s eyes.
“That’s weird. Why hasn’t the doctor come yet?” Crystal changed the topic.
Nathan pinched her chin and forced her to look back at him.
Nathan parted his lips.
“I always don’t understand...”
Crystal held back the tears, asked, “don’t understand what?”
“You love me, but why keep pushing me away?”
“Love does not mean possession. As long as the person I love lives a happy life, I would be happy for him at the bottom of my heart. We don’t necessarily need to be together.”
“Only my pure love I can offer you, Crystal, hoping to make you happy. Letting you go, I can’t assure you that I could give it to you.”
“But have you ever thought that you can’t give me the happiness I want?”
Nathan nodded as if he was seriously thinking about this question.
A wisp of bangs fell and shadowed his face. Finally, he said in a deep voice, “So, loving someone isn’t equal to being with her.”
“Um…”
Crystal’s voice became hoarse, too.
She gave a hollow cough with embarrassment and asked, “Why do you suddenly ask these questions? That’s so not you.”
They had never talked about love as calmly as they did today.
Even when there had been a fierce dispute, Nathan had still insisted on his own theory and would even get angry if Crystal’s answer couldn’t make him satisfied.
However, he’s marvelously peaceful today, making her very uneasy.
She had a faint feeling that Nathan was covering something up.
Nathan chuckled, “Don’t you like discussing love with me?”
“No. I just think that you’re especially nice today,” Crystal shook her head.
Nathan was more like a big boy who always wanted to gain Crystal’s affirmation when in love.
Today, he communicated with her calmly, which made her feel less tired to get along with.
However, that, on the contrary, brought Crystal heartache.
When he looked at her, when he spoke, Crystal felt pain. She didn’t understand why.
“Am I such a tough nut to crack?” Nathan mocked himself.
“Ever since I escaped from the manor, you’ve become very stubborn.”
Nathan gave her a charming smile and lowered his head.
His bangs moved, revealing a small piece of a bruise under it. Crystal reached to put his bangs aside and saw a large bruise on his forehead.
“How did you get this?” Crystal frowned.
“I got drunk last night and fell to the ground,” he understated.
“Drunk?” Crystal goggled at him in disbelief, “You’re good at drinking. How could it be possible?”
Nathan did not answer but pushed her hand away and let the bangs fall back on his forehead.
“How much did you drink? Every time you’re in a bad mood, you drink heavily. Can you get rid of that bad habit?”
“Fine. I will.”
Again, Nathan acted obediently.
That’s out of Crystal’s expectations. She didn’t know how to treat such an obedient Nathan.
Usually, he would snap, “Don’t you know why I drink, why I smash things; and why I’m so angry? Crystal Smith, all are because of you! You made me sad!”
The ward fell into a dead silence for a moment.
Crystal bit her lips, thinking that there must be other more serious injuries since his forehead was badly bruised.
Thinking so, Crystal lifted the quilt on him and asked, “Are there any other injuries?”
“Just some small cuts.”
“Let me see!”
Nathan pressed her hand, leaned over her evilly, and said, “You show me such a nervous expression only when I get hurt.”
“Crystal, you always deceive yourself. You even lie to yourself.”
Nathan’s beautiful features looked cold and hardened.
At this moment, knocks came from the door.
The doctor finally came.
The depressed air inside the ward almost suffocated Crystal.
She exhaled a breath of relief and said, “Here comes the doctor.”
Vic had originally been in the ward, but strangely he had left sometime and was coming in with the doctor now.
“Young Master did a gastroscope last night. He needn’t do it again,” said Vic. “How’s the result then? Show me.”
Crystal didn’t believe it.
“I’ll bring you later. But please let the doctor have a routine checkup for you first.”
“For me?”
Crystal knitted her brows.
“As far as I know, Miss Smith, you’ve been on the move and suffered from mood swings these few days. For the health of the baby, it’s best to have a checkup.”
Vic took a look at Nathan and went on, “This is the Young Master’s order. You should do the checkup every day until the baby is born healthily.”
The female doctor in a mask came to Crystal.
“Miss Smith, please lie down on the bed and cooperate with the inspection,” the doctor spoke.
“I can be better, thanks,” Crystal rejected politely.
But in the next second, Nathan seized her arm and pulled her onto the bed.
He moved a little aside, made room for her, and stuffed a big pillow under her head.
“I asked the doctor to examine you, not me.”
Crystal looked at him with a speechless expression.
“Concentrate.”
Nathan clasped her shoulders so that she could not move casually.
A familiar smell that Crystal hankered haunted around her; it’s the exclusive smell on Nathan.
Greedily inhaling his smell, Crystal fell into a moment of trance.
“Don’t you hate this baby?” Asked Crystal. From Crystal’s angle, she could see the perfect arc of his chin.
“I do,” Nathan answered bluntly.
“Then why do you care so much about it?”
“I don’t care about it. I care about you.”
Nathan was always outspoken.
“To be frank, have you ever thought of making me miscarry it?” Crystal bit her lips.
“I was going to do that after Eric Bush gets better. Then we’ll make another baby of us,” he told Crystal about his plan honestly.
His words slightly irritated Crystal, “How are you going to do that?”
“I have plenty of ways to make the baby unhealthy so that you will have to have an abortion.” He’s speaking sinister words, but his eyes were extremely clean and pure, as casual as talking about today’s weather.
A ray of sunlight thrust through the window, the shadow of the pane sprinkled on the floor.
