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   Chapter 22 He Was Angry

Unbearable Love: Boss, Please Let Me Go By Max. A Characters: 10727

Updated: 2020-05-27 00:06


Miranda was talking to Christopher in the ward when they saw Natalie running in in a hurry.

"Dad, you finally wake up." Leaning against the edge of the bed, Natalie held Christopher's hand and shouted.

"Natalie, why are you here?" Christopher wanted to sit up. Natalie hurried forward to support him and put two pillows on his back.

"I heard from your mother that you paid for the medical expenses this time. You just graduated from university. I know it's very hard for you. Dad has not done anything for you. Now I have become your burden." Christopher said guiltily.

"Dad, don't say that," said Natalie with tears in her eyes. "You brought me up. I really appreciate you for giving me life and for what you have done for me in the past few years. From now on, let me take care of you. Don't think about anything else. Just leave it to me."

Christopher nodded and didn't know what to say. He was not good at talking, so he could do nothing but lie here.

"It's not a big deal. Children should take care of their parents." Miranda said in a voice dripping with sarcasm. Christopher glared at her.

"That's it! I'm right. Why are you staring at me? " Miranda said with certainty.

"You..." Christopher was too angry to say a word.

"Forget it, Dad. Mom is right. It's what I should do." Natalie was afraid that there would be any problem if he got angry again, so she agreed with Miranda.

"Natalie, why are you dressing like this?" Christopher frowned at his daughter who was a little scantily dressed and asked.

With an embarrassed smile on her face, Natalie said, "Dad, we had a party in the company today. The clothes are sponsored by the company. I came in a hurry just now and didn't have time to change."

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Natalie asked as she circled around.

"Yes! My daughter is beautiful anyway. But the dress is a little revealing. " Christopher still cared about it.

Natalie smiled awkwardly. She also thought so.

"Who is the man behind you, Natalie?" Only then did Christopher notice the man behind Natalie.

Natalie looked back and felt a little embarrassed. She almost forgot Charles.

"My colleague, called Charles. He sent me here when he heard that I had something to deal with." Pointing at Charles, Natalie introduced.

Charles glanced at her, 'The dress is from the company? Which company was so generous. When did he become a colleague? This woman is really good at lying.'

"Hello, Uncle Christopher." Charles called politely.

Christopher nodded and thought this young man was not bad, not bothering to come here even though it's late at night.

"Natalie, is he your..." Christopher asked tentatively.

Natalie paused for a moment and said in a hurry, "Dad, you misunderstood. He is just my colleague. It's not what you think."

"He came with you that night when your father had an accident. Your colleague really has a good relationship with you." Miranda didn't believe what Natalie said. The relationship between the two was not as simple as that between colleagues.

"Colleagues should help each other, right? Do you think colleagues should only maintain a tenuous relationship?" Natalie didn't understand why her stepmother always criticized her.

"I didn't mean that. I did it for your own good. Why don't you know what's good for you?" Miranda was not happy. It was obvious that they were girlfriend and boyfriend. Why didn't she admit it? It was not something shameful.

"That's enough. Natalie, you are not young anymore. You should seize the opportunity." Christopher thought highly of Charles. As long as the man could make his daughter happy, he didn't care what kind of person Charles was.

The more Miranda looked at Charles, the more familiar she felt. She asked, "Have I ever seen you somewhere, young man?"

Unwilling to talk to her, Charles replied coldly, "Auntie, this is the second time I meet you."

Miranda scratched her head and tried to recall but failed.

Just then, the doctor pushed the door open and came in with an X-ray in his hand. "Everyone is here! Then I'll talk to you about the patient's condition. The patient has woken up. His brain cancer can't be delayed any longer. Otherwise, it will be more and more serious. "

Before Natalie could stop the doctor, he had spoken out everything.

"Brain cancer?"

Christopher and Miranda shouted at the same time.

"What brain cancer? Why don't I know?" Miranda asked with a long face. She had been in the hospital for a long time and had never heard of it.

Natalie had told the doctor not to talk about it for the time being. She wanted to talk about it when the time was right, but she didn't expect that! She looked at the old doctor and complained, 'Why can't he keep the secret?'

It was not the doctor's fault. Christopher's brain cancer was about to reach the advanced stage. If it went on like this, his life might be in danger at any time.

"Why don't I know it. What brain cancer?" Miranda yelled at Natalie. If the doctor hadn't spoken out, how long was Natalie going to keep it from her.

Natalie ignored her. Even if she had said that earlier, what else could Miranda do? Shouting and complaining? Planning to leave as soon as possible?

Christopher kept silent and lowered his head. No one knew what he was thinking. 'Brain cancer? He thought he wa

s just injured and could recover after a few months of rest. Brain cancer is not a curable disease! He has spent all his money on Miranda's son over the years, and there is not much extra money at home. He can't encumber his daughter. '

"You don't have to be so depressed. If the patient is in good health, he can live for another five or six years." The doctor comforted them.

Natalie glared at him. 'I told you not to say anything.' She was pissed off.

"Dad, don't think too much. It's not a problem for you to live for more than 10 years with your strong body. Don't worry about money. I will find a way." Said Natalie, patting her chest. In fact, she had no idea what to do. If there wasn't Charles, she might have gone back to do something dirty. Even so, she couldn't let her father see that. If she gave up, what should her father do.

"What can you do?" It was not that Christopher didn't believe his daughter, but that she had just graduated from University for one year. How much money could she have? Suddenly, he thought of something and said seriously, "Natalie, you can't do anything against your conscience. We don't have to cure the disease. Just let the God decide how long I can live."

"What do you mean by letting the God decide? What about me and our son if you leave?" Miranda shouted.

Christopher was stunned and sad. "Then let's divorce."

Miranda took a few steps back. She didn't believe that Christopher would say something like that. Tears streamed down her face. "Christopher, you're such an ungrateful man. I've been with you for four years, but you said such words. I'm really blind to fall in love with you..." She cried while blaming Christopher. Miranda actually loved Christopher. She was too selfish and vicious to consider other people's feelings.

Natalie looked at her father in disbelief and said, "Father, mother, don't be impulsive. It's not as serious as you think. You can go to bed early today. I'll deal with the rest. I'll come to see you tomorrow."

After saying that, Natalie pulled the doctor out of the ward. It was better for them to stay alone for a while. Charles bowed to them and left.

"Didn't I tell you not to speak it out at the moment?" Natalie questioned as soon as she came out.

The doctor was still the old man with glasses. He pushed his glasses which always fell down, glared at Natalie and said, "When do you want to hide it from them? They will know sooner or later. Your father's condition can't be delayed any longer. You have to hurry up to decide whether to receive treatment at home or abroad. Your father's life may be in danger at any time if you keep dragging it on, do you want to kill him? "

With her head down, Natalie looked like a child who had done something wrong, tears welling up in her eyes. She knew that but she just didn't want to see her father sad. Although she didn't like her stepmother, as long as her father was happy with her, it was enough.

Charles patted her back gently as if comforting her.

"When can the patient start the operation?" Charles asked calmly.

The doctor took a look at him and thought finally there was someone who was sensible.

"The patient's lungs haven't fully recovered, and he needs to recuperate for a period of time. The best operation time is one month later. After the operation, the patient needs to be regularly treated and checked up. During this period, the patient had better not be stimulated, or his condition will be aggravated. After the doctor finished his words, he took a look at Natalie and continued, "The later stage of the operation cost a lot. You have to be mentally prepared. "

After discussing some operating details with the doctor, Natalie took a look at her father outside the door before she left. Seeing that he was talking with her stepmother, she didn't go in.

In the car, Natalie looked at Charles and said, "Thank you, Charles ."

Before she finished her words, Charles raised his hand to stop her. He knew what she wanted to say without guessing.

"If you really want to thank me, show me something practical. Otherwise, the two words 'thank you' are as casual as' whatever'. I help you just because I find you pitiful, so you don't need to be too stressed."

"I..." Natalie thought for a while and found that she couldn't offer anything practical. What could she do?

While she was thinking, her phone suddenly rang. Seeing that it was from Carter, Natalie quickly pressed the answer key.

"Where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?" Carter said coldly.

"I have something to deal with outside. I'll be back soon." It sounded as if Natalie had done something wrong. She spoke carefully.

Outside again, Carter frowned at the other end of the phone. Why did this woman stay outside every night, and with Charles? Was there anything that she was hiding from him.

"Are you alone?" Carter asked.

"No."

"With Charles?" Carter continued to ask.

"Yes," replied Natalie in a low voice.

Carter hung up the phone abruptly. There was complicated expression on Natalie's face. He got angry again. Carter seemed to hate him being with Charles.

"It's from my brother?" Charles asked casually while driving.

Natalie nodded.

"You are my fiancee. You'd better have less contact with him in the future." Charles said discontentedly.

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