I saw Nathaniel’s expression change instantly.
Leaning against the hospital bed, his brows knitted tightly, the corners of his mouth pulled downward, his whole body suddenly looking frail and exhausted.
“Marielle, you’re finally here.”
His voice was pressed very low, deliberately slowed, sounding weak.
Marielle clutched several sheets of paper tightly in her hand, her knuckles whitening with the force. Her gaze held not a trace of warmth as it landed squarely on Nathaniel’s face.
Nathaniel was clearly taken aback.
It seemed he hadn’t received the reaction he’d expected. He quickly adjusted himself, let out a heavy sigh, and raised a hand to rub his forehead.
“Evangeline was arrested by the police.”
He spoke quickly, deliberately lowering his voice. “Marielle, we have to get her out
