My Heart only Beats for You

In the ferocious, gushing river, Remington spotted a crocodile so huge his heart almost leaped out of his mouth.

The crocodile's savage stare was enough to scare the life out of him.

He could have fled and escaped, but at that moment, he suddenly fell into a trance.

At the very second he got distracted, the crocodile seized the opportunity to pounce, attacking him.

It opened its bloody mouth as it lunged at Remington, so close he could see the remnants of its previous prey stuck between its dagger teeth clearly.

Even though his reaction was quick, the crocodile still got him, sinking its fang deep inside his flesh.

If it weren't for his friend who killed the crocodile with a gun, he might have already died on the spot.

Blood spurted out from the wound as he laid on the ground, groaning helplessly. At that moment, the agonizing pain electrocuted his entire body when something suddenly becclear in his mind. Everything seemed to click into place in that instant.

Remington squinted as a ray of bright light shone directly into his eyes.

His eyelids slowly fluttered open.

The first person he saw was Natalie.

She was staring at him anxiously, her eyes filled with concern.

Natalie was stunned for a while when she saw Remington wake up at long last from his deep sleep.

She didn't know whether she should laugh or cry.

"You're awake, Remington! Thank God, you've finally woken up." Natalie cried out.

She was smiling, but tears were streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.

Earlier on, the doctor had told her that Remington might regain consciousness soon.

She had been waiting for him in the ward ever since.

Although she was already mentally prepared, she still couldn't stop herself from being emotional when she saw Remington open his eyes.

From the moment she arrived at the hospital, she had been waiting for him to wake up, and more than once feared she might never get to see him again. Now, there he was, alive and conscious. "Please stop crying. Your tears are dripping onto my wound," he joked feebly, and his eyes curved into half-moons.

Remington's voice was still hoarse, probably because he had just awoken from weeks of coma.

Natalie quickly wiped away her tears and sniffed. "Okay, okay. I'll stop crying." "Why are you here?" He suddenly asked.

Natalie held her breath.

Then, she forced a smile. "Your friend, Yeason, toldabout you." He blinked, then stared at her with mixed feelings, the look in his eyes unfathomable.

Remington did not ask her any more questions. Instead, he made ssmall talks with her as if trying to ease the tension.

Since he had just regained consciousness, it was obvious that the few minutes of conversation had already tired him greatly.

Noticing his exhaustion, Natalie decided to leave the ward and let him get proper rest.

When she got out of Remington's ward, she told Benjamin the good news.

Benjamin beamed, and he immediately let out a sigh of relief as well.

He thought that Natalie would finally leave the hospital by now.

However, she still refused to leave with him.

Natalie wanted to stay in the hospital to take care of Remington.

Benjamin pursed his lips at her stubbornness, an inexplicable feeling stirring in him.

No wonder Tobias was so aggravated.

Natalie was being too kind to Remington. Excessively kind, even.

As far as partners go, Tobias had been extremely considerate to allow her to act like this.

"Miss Godfrey, you should also think about how Mr. Whitlock feels," Benjamin couldn't help defending his boss. Natalie's breathing hitched.

After a moment, she shook her head and smiled bitterly. "Whatever, I don't want to think about it. I'll get a headache if I think too much." She had promptly avoided his question.

Exasperated, Benjamin didn't know what to say anymore.

Since Natalie was determined to stay, he could only wait at the hospital with her.

That night, Natalie fed Remington dinner herself. Benjamin paced back and forth outside the ward. From an outsider's point of view, he suddenly thought that the two were acting too intimately with each other. However, after rolling it over in his head, he felt that he was just reading into things a little too much.

It was not a big deal for someone to feed a patient.

Just as he was strolling outside the ward, Tobias called.

"Has Natalie eaten?" Asked Tobias, his voice low and deep.

After three days of ignoring Natalie, he began calling Benjamin every day, asking all sorts of questions about her. "She has," Benjamin replied.

"Alright." He paused for a moment, then asked again, "Why can't I see her in the security camera?" Benjamin's heart thumped against his chest.

He chuckled apologetically and said, "Mr. Whitlock, Remington has just woken up. Miss Godfrey is feeding him dinner now. But don't worry, they aren't being too close to each other, so I Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Tobias.

"Benjamin! Did you forget the main purpose I sent you there? Natalie and Remington are not supposed to get close to each other. I will not allow it, not even a bit," his tone indicated a tiny hint of annoyance. "But, Mr. Whitlock, she's just feeding him food," Benjamin weakly explained.

"I said no." Tobias pinched the bridge of his nose, staring skywards in frustration.

He wanted nothing more than to go to the hospital immediately and bring Natalie back.

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Tobias took a deep breath and calmed himself.

Natalie made herself clear the last time. She obviously felt guilty about Remington's injury. If he forced her to cback, he would only make her repel him more.

She lost her memories, so Tobias didn't want to provoke her further or make things worse than it already was.

All he could do now was wait. He had to wait until Remington got discharged from the hospital.

Then, he and Natalie would have a proper talk.

"Remember what I just said. If this happens again, I don't want you m coming back to the office. Tobias's words were as sharp as knives. Benjamin couldn't help but shiver at his imposing tone. "Yes, Mr. Whitlock." He ended the call immediately and rushed into the ward, exclaiming. "Letfeed him, Miss Godfrey. You should rest." Natalie jumped as Benjamin barged into the ward, startled.

She shook her head. "I'll feed him." Feeding a patient required patience and gentleness. Benjamin was a clumsy man. How would he know how to do it properly? But before she could voice out her thoughts, the bowl and spoon in her hands had already been snatched away.

Benjamin stuffed a spoonful of mashed potatoes into Remington's mouth and said, "Letdo it, Miss Godfrey. I love feeding people." Remington chewed and chewed, then forced the mouthful of mashed potatoes down his throat.

He shot Benjamin an annoyed glance and chided, "Benjamin, aren't youn being a little too clumsy?" Benjamin laughed dryly, assuring, "I will be gentle, Mr. Remington." After Benjamin's strong insistence, Natalie had no choice but to give way and let him feed Remington.

Ever since the feeding incident, Benjamin volunteered himself to be of all kinds of tasks. Natalie in charge of all in char the chance to go into rarely Remington's ward. Sometimes, when Natalie just wanted to chat with Remington for a while, she would get immediately interrupted by Benjamin.

Benjamin chatted warmly. He did all the talking while Remington seemed to look helpless as he answered the questions half-heartedly.

Unfortunately, Natalie did not notice anything was wrong until one day, Yeason talked to her.

He deliberately pulled Natalie somewhere private and quiet, where no one could hear them.

"Miss Godfrey, who is that man?" He asked worriedly "He is Tobias's special assistant," she answered truthfully.

Yeason shot her a conflicted glance. "Miss Godfrey, don't you think that there's something odd with him?" Natalie was taken aback by the question.

What was odd about Benjamin? She couldn't tell if there was something wrong with him.

Yeason clucked at Natalie's ignorance and rephrased. "Miss Godfrey, don't you think that he seems a little too interested in Remington?" Natalie coughed, surely not expecting Yeason to give such a statement.

It was a good thing she wasn't drinking any water, or else Yeason's face would have been soaking wet already.

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