"Shut up," Natalie replied, closing her eyes. She felt like she had exhausted all her energy and needed to rest now.
"Couldn’t you two control yourselves at least before the event day?" Mia asked with a sly grin.
Natalie kept her eyes closed and replied in a tired tone, "It’s not what you think."
"What could be another reason for a married woman to break her back so badly unless it’s her husband being overly energetic?" Mia teased again, while Ella smiled lightly.
"Are you asking for a beating, Mia?" Natalie frowned, her eyes still closed, her brows furrowing. "Let me rest a little."
There was no reply from Mia, and suddenly, everything went dead silent.
"Are you scared already? So easily?" Natalie asked, her tone still tired.
Not getting a reply from Mia, she opened her sleepy eyes to look at her friend, only to find someone standing in front of her.
"Justin," she mumbled, a light smile forming on her tired-looking face. Her eyes were half-closed, as if the person in front of her was not real but a dream.
The moment Justin arrived, Mia and the others had already stepped away. Only Mia knew he was the Justin Harper, while the others—Ella, Dan, and Nora—only knew him as Natalie’s husband.
"You look tired," Justin said in a soft but strict tone. "Did you not follow what I said?"
In response, Natalie raised both her hands in his direction like a little girl. "I am tired. Carry me."
It shocked everyone, as it was unlike anything they could imagine Natalie doing.
Either she is drunk or she’s dreaming, everyone thought. There’s no way she can ever act this way, at least not in front of others.
Not bothering about the others, as if they didn’t exist for him, Justin leaned down and lifted her in his arms with ease. Natalie circled her arms around his neck, buried her face in the crook of his neck, and was already drifting to sleep.
The others left behind watched the two leave, their expressions still shocked.
"Was that really Ms. Natalie acting cute?" Ella asked.
Dan shook his head. "I think she must have drunk more while entertaining the guests."
"I think my friend is possessed," Mia said, only to draw a collective hmm from the others.
"I mean possessed by a demon," Mia added, "the demon who just carried her out."
Justin carried Natalie out and placed her in the car with deliberate care. He took her straight back home. Once there, he gently put her on the bed, removed her sandals, and covered her with a blanket.
He recalled her acting like a little girl, asking him to carry her. A light smile painted his lips as he caressed her head.
Since that bone marrow procedure, she gets tired so easily. I need to force her to rest so she can recover entirely.
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All the news channels had the hot topic running on them, including Natalie, Faye, and Amelia Brown.
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