Despite his troubled state of mind, Nathaniel had been busy lately.
He acted like he wanted to go out, successfully Luring the bodyguards out.
He caught sight of their hiding spots so if Lucinda didnât come back that night, it would be the perfect opportunity for him to meet with Sonny.
Deep in thought, Nathaniel sat on the sofa.
Suddenly, the door to the garden opened.
He assumed it was Lucinda and stood up to greet her.
Only to find Abel standing there instead.
Following Abel were three men with hostile looks in their eyes.
Feeling threatened, Nathaniel looked at Abel and questioned calmly, âWhatâs going on here?â
Immediately, the three men behind Abel aggressively moved towards Nathaniel.
Two of them grabbed his shoulders from behind and pinned him down.
The third man walked up to him with his hand raised, ready to strike Nathanielâs recently healed face.
Fortunately, Abel intervened just in time.
âMr.
Simmons said not to hit him in the face! Heâs too weak to withstand any beating.
Donât hurt him on the face.
â
Mr.
Simmons? Cyrus?
Nathaniel narrowed his eyes and sneered, âI donât remember offending Mr.
Simmons.
Why is he ordering a beating on me?â
âYou didnât offend him, but you hurt Miss Ross.
And for that, you must be taught a lesson,â Abel said in an icy tone just like Cyrus.
So, Cyrus was defending Lucinda?
Nathaniel was bewildered.
âSo, it was all Mr.
Cyrusâ idea, not Lucindaâs?â he asked.
Abel fell silent for a moment.
âIs that the point? As her servant, you are meant to safeguard her, not hurt her! And yet, here you are, sneaking into her room in the middle of the night and causing her harm.
You should be punished for this,â Abel remarked.
Even though Nathaniel had not intended to really hurt her, his action indeed resulted in her getting hurt.
He should own the responsibility for what happened.
Besides, it seemed highly unlikely that they would let him off the hook so easily.
âLet go of me, and Iâll take whatever punishment thatâs coming.
â