Overwhelmed by the recent events, Natalie instinctively embraced him tightly, seeking solace in his arms. She buried her face in his ch*st, finding comfort in his familiar warmth and scent. The encounter with the ghostly caller had rattled her deeply. Natalie had always been afraid of ghosts, and the late hour of the call only heightened her fear. If the woman on the phone had kept up the act, she might have believed it was Charis. Thankfully, knowing that Brandon was waiting downstairs gave her the courage to face anything.
âWhatâs wrong? Are you still thinking about that movie we watched?â Brandon held her tightly, gently r*bbing the back of her head.
Natalie looked up at him, a mischievous smile playing on her l*ps. âYes.â
Brandon pinched her cheek affectionately and k**sed her tenderly. He had a sense that things were falling back into place, as if they were returning to their old selves. Holding onto Brandonâs arm and leaning against him, Natalie spoke sweetly, âLetâs go home, honey.â
Lately, Natalie had become more clingy, and Brandon found himself enjoying this familiar closeness. Although he couldnât remember their past yet, he felt an overwhelming happiness. It seemed their relationship was only growing stronger.
âWhat would you like for dinner?â Brandon asked, p**ssing his l*ps against the back of her hand.
âLet me think. What do we still have at home? How about we stop by the supermarket first? That way, I can also grab some snacks,â Natalie suggested. As she spoke, a billboard above suddenly broke free from its frame and hurtled toward them!
âWatch out!â Brandon shouted, his eyes sharp and reflexes quick. He lunged at Natalie just in time as the billboard crashed to the ground behind them, sending fragments flying in all directions. The surrounding people screamed and scattered, creating chaos.
âWhat the hell? What just happened?â Natalie exclaimed, bewildered by the sudden turn of events.
âThat billboard just fell! It could have hit someone!â a concerned passerby exclaimed, joining the growing crowd of riled-up onlookers.
Natalie looked up towards the direction from which the billboard had fallen. Amidst the smoke and commotion, she caught a glimpse of a petite figure on the rooftop. Squinting her eyes, she thought it resembled Charis, but she couldnât be sure. The woman seemed to be staring straight at her, and Natalie even felt a faint smile directed her way. Brandon followed Natalieâs gaze and frowned.
âWhoâs up there?â he questioned, his eyes fixed on the figure.
âDonât go,â Natalie pleaded, grabbing Brandonâs arm to stop him. She noticed scratches on his hands and face caused by the flying debris. Concern filled her as she realized he was injured. âLetâs go to the hospital first. Youâre hurt.â
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Brandon, seemingly unaffected by the pain, glanced back and saw several strong men in casual clothes rushing to his side. They were his bodyguards in disguise. Pointing towards the top of the building, he commanded, âGo upstairs and find out whoâs responsible for this.â
The three bodyguards swiftly obeyed, racing upstairs to investigate. However, their search yielded no results. Frustrated, Brandon wanted to continue searching, but Natalie intervened.
âSince your men couldnât find her, it means she has escaped. But sheâll try again since she failed this time. Weâll find another opportunity to catch her,â Natalie concluded, her priority shifting to Brandonâs wounds.
Returning home, Natalie couldnât help but feel saddened by the cuts and scrapes on Brandonâs handsome face. She knew he had gotten hurt because he wanted to protect her.
âWe should call a doctor. Your face needs proper treatment to prevent scarring,â Natalie suggested worriedly.
âNo, itâs fine. The company is already in chaos, and I donât want to add to the problem. Going to see a doctor might lead to rumors spreading,â
Brandon refused, displaying his stubbornness. âItâs just a minor injury. We can handle it ourselves.â
Aware of his determination, Natalie ceased her attempts to persuade him. Instead, she carefully disinfected his wounds with iodine and applied ointment. One particular wound near the end of his eyebrow split it into two sections, making it look slightly awkward. Natalie wondered if the hair would grow back normally in the future.
After treating his wounds, Natalie let out a heavy sigh. âI had hoped our life would return to normal now that Charis is out of the picture. I was wrong.â
Brandon was about to offer words of comfort when his phone rang, interrupting their conversation. His exp**ssion turned serious as he listened to the caller.
âWhatâs wrong?â Natalie asked anxiously, sensing something troubling.
âHave they found the person responsible for tampering with the billboard?â Brandon replied, his voice filled with concern. After hanging up, he shook his head. âNo, it seems the billboard didnât meet todayâs safety standards. The police believe it was just an accident.â
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