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Chapter 1207
Mikhail felt upset when he heard Natalie's response.
Over the years of being in his position at the very top, he had thoroughly experienced the unbearable feeling of
loneliness.
Natalie was his daughter with Jennie, and he wanted her to stay so that he could make up for the fatherly love he
owed her. Even so, he did not do so. Instead, he clenched and loosened his fists repeatedly before finally patting
Samuel's shoulder. “Take good care of her, and don't let her suffer any injustice.”
Mikhail’s gaze was half threatening and half pleading.
He could only ask Samuel to do what he could not do himself.
“Don't worry. I will,” Samuel replied, his gaze reflecting his firm resolve.
He contacted Billy, and the latter took swift action. Soon, Billy had arranged for a car.
Samuel lifted the thin covers and carried Natalie down from the bed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYearning for his warmth and smell, she wrapped her small, soft hands around his neck on her own accord,
obediently allowing him to carry her.
It was a rather blatant display of affection, but Samuel paid no mind to the gazes of the others in the palace.
Carrying my woman isn't something I ever try to hide from anyone.
Although Billy's eyes stung with tears and felt hot upon seeing Natalie again, he was all smiles. His grin was so
broad that it revealed his pearly white teeth.
“Good day, Mrs. Bowers!”
Overjoyed, he greeted Natalie so loudly that she felt somewhat embarrassed.
After some thought, she could not help but suggest, “Billy, I get your enthusiasm, but perhaps you could keep your
voice down?”
However, all she got in return was an emphatic reply. “No problem, Mrs. Bowers!”
Err... She was rendered speechless.
In the end, her remark merely remained a suggestion, and Billy did not act on it at all.
Instead, he smiled brightly, feeling utterly happy.
Mrs. Bowers means everything to Mr. Bowers. If everything is well with her, that means everything is well with him.
Now that she has returned safe and sound, his life will return to normal. As a subordinate, there's nothing I hope for
other than that.
Billy opened the rear passenger door, and Samuel carefully carried Natalie into the car. Then, Samuel took the
woolen blanket a maid handed him and draped it over Natalie before tenderly drawing her close.
After the car door shut, the vehicle slowly drove out of Luna Palace.
Curling up in Samuel's arms, Natalie could not help thinking with a sigh about how useless yet happy she was.
Despite Bastien lavishing her with the best of everything, she had passed that time in a state of heightened tension.
Leaning against Samuel's chest, her mind and body finally relaxed completely, and she soon dozed off.
When Samuel looked down, he saw that Natalie had fallen asleep with her head resting on his shoulder.
She was in deep slumber, and her thick eyelashes quivered gently as she breathed.
His eyes lit up with a smile, and his lips curved upward.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTo me, she's my everything. Now, I'm actually hugging the person who means the world to me. There's nothing else
on this earth that could make me happier than this.
From time to time, Billy would glance in the rearview mirror, and he also broke into a smile when he thought of how
amazing things had turned out that way.
When they arrived, Natalie still had not woken up. Samuel sat as still as a stone, holding her and letting her continue
to sleep.
By the time she was awake and realized they were back home, she had already been asleep in his arms for a long
time.
“Why didn't you wake me?” she asked, shooting him a reproachful look.
He brushed the stray hair from her cheek and answered in a low voice, “I didn't have the heart to do so. Besides,
there's no hurry.”
“Well, okay.”
After opening the car door, he wanted to carry her out of the car but she refused.
“You don't have to—”
He fixed his gaze on her and said, “Yes, I want to.”