"No, I want to know now," she insisted. "What kind of wise words did you tell her that she preferred to sleep and be lazy?"
"It can wait," Justin replied. "That’s exactly what I told her when she called you to discuss what to do about the statement the Browns released."
"And she listened?" Natalie asked. "To the extent of rolling in bed this early?"
"Those were the wise words from Justin Harper himself. How can they be meaningless?" Justin said. "Your friend is smart enough to get the meaning right."
Natalie didn’t know what to say and sighed. "I’ll let this slide, thinking about how the Browns must be getting restless with no reply from us."
"See, you’re smart as well," Justin said and handed her the clothes. "Get changed into these. Dinner is ready."
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When Natalie went to the bathroom, Justin’s cell phone rang, and he saw Noah’s message. There was a link. Justin opened the link and saw it was news about Natalie and him.
There was a picture of Justin’s back view, carrying Natalie toward his luxury car. The headline of the news read:
Natalie Ford In The Arms Of An Unknown Man.
Further questions were raised in the article: Who is this man? Is he her husband or someone else? Looking at the limited edition car, one can say he is no ordinary man. But then, who is he?
There were also various comments by readers under the news article.
Justin dialed Noah’s number and ordered, "No need to delete the news."
Noah replied, "Yes, Mr. Harper. Anyway, they couldn’t capture your face, and the image isn’t that clear."
Justin hummed and hung up the call. Let everyone know, you are not alone, Natalie. There is someone to support you and take care of you.
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Natalie returned to the room, and dinner was arranged there once more. They put aside all the troublesome matters and quietly enjoyed a peaceful dinner.
After dinner, Justin once again led Natalie to the bed, to which she frowned. "I’m not sleeping now."
"That’s the punishment you earned for not following my instructions and letting your back get hurt," Justin said, ignoring her protests as he carried her to the bed.
She protested, "Sleeping right after eating will give me indigestion."
"Sleep on your left side," he instructed. "There are patients who can’t even get out of bed for long. If you want, I can turn you into one by cuffing your hands to the bed."
Natalie frowned and said, "At least let me sit."
"The doctor asked you to keep lying in bed. Sitting will put pressure on your spine as well," he said, covering her with a blanket. "And this is the result of your stubbornness."
Natalie gritted her teeth and kept quiet.
"The doctor will visit you tomorrow and give further instructions."
Natalie hummed, and Justin went to the couch to sit and work.
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