Deceiving Her Ears: Ignoring Your Call-Chapter 188: Calling Out
"Why?"
Natalie’s voice was slightly hoarse as she asked, "Do you know what secret he had? That’s why he wanted to silence you."
But Cynthia didn’t speak anymore.
Natalie couldn’t help but step forward, her tone tinged with impatience: "What exactly is it?"
Cynthia looked up at her, mocking in tone: "Do you really want to know?"
Then she lowered her head again: "What good will knowing do?"
"Is it related to grandfather’s death?"
Hearing Natalie’s words, Cynthia jerked her head up, looking at her in disbelief.
From Cynthia’s reaction, Natalie knew she had guessed correctly.
"His death is related to him, you know, or," she paused, icy coldness in her eyes, "his death is also related to you."
"It wasn’t me!" Cynthia denied without hesitation, "It’s got nothing to do with me!"
But after she spoke, a trace of guilt flashed across her face.
Because if you seriously pursue it, it can’t be said to be completely unrelated to her.
Though she wasn’t the perpetrator, she was the bystander.
Silence could be considered an accomplice.
"Tell me." Natalie grabbed Cynthia’s wrist, staring into her eyes, "Tell me everything you know. Grandfather has never wronged you; on the contrary, he has always defended you in your marriage."
Cynthia was momentarily dazed, seemingly reminded of Sebastian, and a profound pain appeared on her face.
But the next moment, she forcefully shook off Natalie’s hand, saying word by word: "I can’t!"
"Why! He wants to kill you, yet you still defend him?"
"Defend him?" Cynthia almost laughed incredulously, "Why should I defend him? I wish he would die!"
Natalie frowned, unable to understand: "Then why do you..."
Suddenly, she realized.
The reason for Cynthia’s silence.
Their eyes met.
Both understood what the other was thinking.
——
In the bedroom.
Jordan cautiously leaned against Natalie’s back. As soon as he moved, Natalie spoke out: "Why aren’t you asleep yet?"
"I’m sleeping, I’m sleeping." Jordan quickly closed his eyes.
After a few seconds, he softly called out, "Sis."
"Mm."
"Did you have a fight with the pretty auntie?"
"Go to sleep." Natalie turned over, placed her hand on Jordan’s back, and patted it twice.
Jordan moved forward with excitement, nestled into his sister’s embrace, and contentedly closed his eyes.
Groggily, Jordan was awakened by noise.
He opened his eyes and saw his sister frowning tightly, sweat on her forehead, looking very uneasy, as if in the grip of a nightmare.
"Sis!" he quickly called out, but couldn’t wake her.
Then he heard his sister calling someone in her sleep.
"Isaac..."
It was his brother-in-law’s name!
Jordan was sure he heard it clearly.
Is his sister thinking about his brother-in-law?
Jordan immediately turned to reach for the phone on the bedside table.
He wanted to call his brother-in-law.
At the same time.
In the hospital.
Franklin was sound asleep on the companion bed.
He had come over in the evening.
No matter how many times he was urged to leave, he insisted on staying.
Isaac turned over, took out his phone, and swiped open the screen.
He flipped to the message box with Natalie and stared at it dazedly.
Behind him, Franklin’s voice suddenly sounded: "Can’t sleep?"
Isaac didn’t respond, he shoved the phone back under the pillow.
"If you can’t bear it, just pursue her. Keep pursuing relentlessly until Natalie agrees to remarry you. Want me to help plan it out?"
"Shut up."
"Tsk!" Franklin pouted.
Suddenly, the silent hospital room was filled with the sound of a phone ringing.
Isaac quickly pulled the phone out from under the pillow, and when he saw who was calling, he couldn’t believe his eyes; his hand shook, nearly dropping the phone.
"Little Ear?"
"Brother-in-law, it’s me."
But what came from the other end was Jordan’s low voice.
A sense of disappointment surged through Isaac’s heart as he sighed and asked, "Jordan, why aren’t you sleeping at this hour?"
"Brother-in-law, sis had a nightmare, and in her dream..."
