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Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 213
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Chapter 213

She picked out a stunning dress from her closet and carefully applied her makeup before joining Lizzy for

breakfast. After a leisurely morning, she finally headed off to the prison.

The warden greeted her with an apologetic tone, "Your father was attacked by an inmate on death row. His legs

are severely injured, and he's lost a lot of blood. But your brother-in-law just took him to the hospital." Severely

injured legs? That was all?

Nathalie felt a wave of sorrow, her voice unexpectedly soft. "I see."

The warden noticed her somber expression and shook his head sympathetically.

Nathalie left the prison and drove to the hospital. After checking with the reception desk, she found out Patrick

was being treated in the emergency room.

Cameron was sitting by himself in the waiting area outside, his handsface showing nothing but worry and

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unease.

As Nathalie walked up, Cameron first noticed her exquisite high heels, which encased her delicate feet. Her

toenails were painted in a dazzling polish and adorned with tiny roses.

Such a bold style seemed out of place, given Cameron's current mood.

Cameron slowly looked up, initially irritated by the intrusion. But when he saw it was Nathalie, his frosty

expression melted into surprise.

If her toes were eye-catching, her whole look today was beyond extravagant.

She wore a red V-neck dress paired with a massive diamond necklace, extravagant earrings, and bracelets. Her

long hair cascaded down her back in perfect curls, and even her hairband sparkled. Her glowing face was framed

by expertly drawn brows, and her lips were a captivating red.

She was breathtakingly gorgeous.

Cameron found himself momentarily stunned. He never imagined his ex-wife could be this beautiful, this alluring,

this stylish, this commanding.

And this calculating?

"Dressed like this isn't really appropriate," Cameron's gaze darkened. Nathalie shot back, "On a happy day like

this, how is it not appropriate?"

Cameron's eyes widened in disbelief. "Your father's in critical condition, and you call this happy? You-how did you

beclike this?" He often wondered how his gentle and kind ex-wife had changed so drastically.

Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Greta appeared in a wheelchair, pushed by a new caretaker. Nathalie

caught sight of Greta and took a step forward, resting a pale hand gently on Cameron's shoulder.

She leaned in close, "Look into my eyes, Cameron, and you'll see why I've changed."

Cameron, unaware of what was

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happening behind him, found himself drawn in by Nathalie.

Despite her striking appearance, her eyes were filled only with deep despair.

Cameron felt as though something heavy had struck his heart, leaving him overwhelmed and suffocated.

Unbeknownst to him, from Greta's viewpoint, Nathalie and Cameron appeared to be "kissing."

Greta turned white with rage, trembling with anger.

Nathalie glanced at her, eyes dancing with a taunting smirk. She intended to return the hardships she had

endured to Greta.

"What are you doing?" Greta asked, her voice shaking.

Cameron, startled, turned to see Greta and hurriedly explained, "Greta, it's not what it looks like."

Greta glared at Nathalie, who looked

so impeccably dressed and

stunningly beautiful. Compared to her, Greta felt like a mere shadow.