Deceiving Her Ears: Ignoring Your Call-Chapter 123: Isaac Vaughn Cried

Isaac Vaughn held Natalie Kendall, supporting her to lie down slowly, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Natalie Kendall stared at him, blinking, "Why are you here?"

Isaac Vaughn gently stroked her hair, whispering, "I’ll call the doctor, wait a moment."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, but Natalie Kendall grabbed him.

Afraid to hurt her, he returned to her side, "What’s wrong?"

Natalie Kendall moved aside slightly and then looked at him.

Isaac Vaughn understood her meaning, "I’ll close the door."

He closed the door and returned to lie beside her, holding her.

Natalie Kendall burrowed deeper into his embrace, finding a piece of fabric on his chest, clenching it tightly, creasing his clothes.

Isaac Vaughn held her tighter, asking again, "Are you really okay? No need to call the doctor?"

"No need." She closed her eyes, gently inhaling his scent.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at him, "Are you angry?"

Isaac Vaughn’s breathing suddenly became heavy.

His body trembled slightly.

As he held Natalie Kendall, she sensed it immediately.

She was a bit surprised, her eyes like a pure little deer widened slightly.

Then she saw a crystalline teardrop fall from Isaac Vaughn’s eyes, followed by more teardrops.

Natalie Kendall was a bit scared.

In a panic, she cupped Isaac Vaughn’s face with both hands, wiping his tears.

"Isaac, why are you crying? Don’t cry."

Isaac Vaughn’s eyes were blurred with tears, unable to see her deer-like eyes or her face clearly.

He thought he must look very embarrassing at the moment.

But he couldn’t control himself.

Just thinking about the suffering she endured.

He felt like skinning himself alive.

It is said that the highest form of love is heartache.

Yes.

He felt heartache for her.

So how could he possibly be angry?

How could he be angry with her?

"Isaac, can you stop crying?" Natalie moved forward, her lips touching his, "Please."

Isaac Vaughn sniffed and said "Okay" in a hoarse voice, then hugged her tightly again.

Natalie’s face was pressed against his chest, unable to see his face anymore.

She could only ask,

"You’re not crying anymore, are you?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Yes."

She reached out her hand, attempting to touch his face bit by bit.

Isaac Vaughn tilted his head, kissing her fingertips, "Really no more tears."

"Okay."

Only then did she withdraw her hand.

She tried to hold back but couldn’t.

"You scared me."

"Sorry."

They quietly held each other for a while.

Isaac Vaughn asked, "Does it hurt?"

Natalie realized he was asking about whether the surgery hurt.

He knew.

Sure enough.

Since he came here, how could he not guess?

She shook her head.

"It doesn’t hurt, it was painless."

But Isaac Vaughn knew, how could it not hurt?

"I’m sorry."

His voice was terribly hoarse, and the apology sounded even more pitiful.

Natalie hadn’t cried before deciding on the surgery.

Nor did she cry when she was on the operating table.

She didn’t cry after the surgery ended.

But now, hearing him say sorry, she suddenly cried.

Earlier she was wiping his tears.

Now the roles had reversed.

Isaac wiped the tears below her eyes with his thumb, bending down to kiss her eyes, tasting her salty tears.

"Little Ear, don’t cry. It’s my fault."

He looked at her, "It was me who didn’t give you enough sense of security; it’s my fault; everything is my fault. I made you suffer, I’m sorry."

Natalie said nothing, burying her head against him, soon falling asleep.

Isaac listened to her shallow, even breathing, slowly pulled away onto the floor, reached out to cover her with the blanket, and watched her for a while at the bedside before quietly leaving.

Outside the door.

Nina Abbott wasn’t there.

Tristan Jordan was.

Isaac came out, locking eyes with him.

Mutual coldness in their eyes.

"How dare you show up!" Tristan Jordan gritted his teeth in low reproach.

Isaac withdrew his gaze, stepping toward the nurse’s office.

He wanted to check Natalie’s postoperative condition.

Tristan was treated as if he was invisible, furious, catching up in a few steps and seizing Isaac’s shoulder.

Isaac didn’t indulge him, swiftly returning a punch, striking Tristan heavily in the face.

"Whatever is between Natalie and me is none of your business. Get lost."

Isaac stepped away.

Tristan watched his back, wiping the bleeding corner of his mouth, his eyes fierce.

——

When Julian Beckett landed in Rhovan, he finally reached Nina Abbott’s phone.

"Where are you?"

Nina, her face calm, unflinchingly lied, "In Glanville, I mentioned it to you already."

Julian’s expression was somber, his voice cold, "I’m at Rhovan Airport, where are you so I can come find you."

"!!"

Nina was so frightened her phone almost slipped to the ground.

Gritting her teeth, she attempted to struggle until her last breath, "What, what are you doing in Rhovan? I told you I’m in Glanville."

"Nina." Julian calling her by her name was enough to make Nina fall silent at once.

She hesitated, ultimately admitting she was at the hospital honestly.

"Are you uncomfortable? What’s wrong?"

Hearing she was at the hospital, Julian’s tone became urgent.

The car had just arrived; he quickly opened the door and got in.

"Not me." Nina bit her lip, "You’ll see when you get here."

Forty minutes later.

Julian appeared at the hospital entrance.

Nina waited for him.

Seeing his tall and imposing figure coming out of the car, she felt guilty and dared not approach.

She could only watch him step closer step by step.

Julian walked up to Nina, eyeing her up and down.

Seeing she was okay, he was relieved.

"What’s going on between you and Nat? Where is Nat?"

Nina lowered her head, softly said, "Nat, she just had surgery."

"Surgery?" Julian grabbed Nina’s shoulders, "What surgery? What happened to Nat?"

*

Nina led Julian to the ward.

Julian opened the door and saw Isaac.

In three swift steps, he stood in front of him, throwing a punch.

Isaac could have dodged, but he didn’t.

"Bro!"

"Julian!"

Natalie and Nina were shocked by the scene, exclaiming.

Julian furiously grabbed Isaac’s collar, "Second Master Vaughn! Are you worthy of Nat!"

Isaac remained silent.

Natalie said, "Bro, it was my decision; it has nothing to do with him; he just found out."

Julian heard this, turning to look at her.

He released Isaac, his face still sullen.

In Julian’s view, Isaac was still unforgivable.

Wasn’t it because he hadn’t taken precautionary measures that Natalie suffered?

——

Because Isaac had arrived, Nina didn’t need to stay there overnight.

She accompanied Julian to the hotel.

At the moment, Natalie’s condition didn’t allow for movement; she had to wait until she was better to return to Janton.

Julian planned to stay a few days until Natalie improved before leaving.

And Nina, for lying, was taught a harsh "lesson" by Julian pinned down on the bed.

Hospital.

Isaac didn’t sleep on the adjacent caregiver bed, instead holding Natalie on the hospital bed.

This was Natalie’s request.

After she fell asleep, he returned to the caregiver bed.

Natalie held Isaac’s lean waist, apparently very dependent on him. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

But in Isaac’s mind, the conversation between her and Tristan Jordan kept replaying.

"Little Ear, do you remember the question you asked me before?"

Natalie opened her eyes, raising her face to look at him.

Isaac lowered his head to meet her eyes.

"You asked me if I was hiding something from you."