Chapter 1863 - 381: I’m Sorry For Everything

Crystal walked quickly to the old Mrs. Bush's room. Suddenly, a door opened, and the servant stood in the doorway with a tray.

The tray was filled with medical supplies, gauze, and alcohol.

It was Mabel who opened the door. She took the tray from the servant and said, "Leave it to me. You may go."

She saw Crystal walking towards her.

Mabel nodded slightly. "Good night, Mrs. Bush."

The address puncturing Crystal's eardrum made her extremely uncomfortable, especially coming from Mabel's mouth.

Crystal looked stiff and nodded. As she passed the door, her wandering eyes peeped through the crack.

She didn't see Nathan, but she knew he must be in the room, or he wouldn't need the medicine.

Crystal's heart ached, and she stopped at the front door.

She didn't realize that Nathan's room was next to the Old Mrs. Bush's.

The old Mrs. Bush was still in a coma, and some servants were taking care of her.

Crystal looked at her, and all she could think about was Nathan and Mabel in the same room. Didn't he eat Cupid's Arrow? If he had sex with another woman, that woman would die.

They wouldn't have children at all.

Did Mabel, as his fiancée, know this fact? Do the Davis know it?

Nathan probably knew it best. So, did he deliberately choose Mabel to stimulate her, or did Davis force this fiancée on him? Or was he just lonely and lacking a partner?

Crystal knew that Nathan looked so macho, but he was really clingy.

Thinking wildly, she wanted to slap herself in the face. No matter what happened to Nathan, it had nothing to do with her.

She had just done that to him in the hall and hurt him, although, in the final analysis, it was for him, how could he know that she had good intentions?

Crystal smiled bitterly. Although Nathan won that game, she couldn't see Nathan suffer any more in the next game.

The air around her was extremely depressed by her thoughts, and she was leaning on the huge sofa without any drowsiness.

Crystal pulled open the French window and went outside.

The night sky was cloudy with rain, and there was a sound of thunder from time to time.

Vaguely, she thought she heard a quarrel in the next room.

She must have misheard.

At that moment, the door of the next terrace swung open, and a cold figure came out, bottle in hand.

Crystal stared at him in surprise.

Nathan saw her at the same moment. On a rainy night, his deep eyes were bloodshot.

Between them, there was always an inextricable link. Wherever they went, they would meet.

Or that two hearts were so close together that they produced what was called telepathy.

Mabel's voice rang out in the room. "Nate, you are hurt, you need medicine…"

Her voice became more and more distinct. "It's raining outside. Will you come in quickly?" Then a flash of lightning flashed across the dark and threatening sky.

"Nate, you can't drink anymore." Mabel's footsteps were coming toward them.

"Go away!" Nathan's neat words brought Mabel to a halt.

She knew not to bother Nathan at this point. But she was really worried about him after all the blows he had taken today and how badly he had been hurt.

Normally, she would have taken the hint and shut up, but she was over it today. 

Mabel bit her lip in silence. "Then shall I go out and have the servant wipe the medicine for you, or do you do it yourself?"

Nathan leaned against the railing and took a sip of wine. Just as he was about to leave for his room, Crystal snapped at him. "Wait a minute!" 

"Master Davis, I have a favor to ask of you." Crystal clenched her fist.

Crystal knew she could leave it alone. But Amos wouldn't help, so Eric couldn't have begged Nathan. She was the only one who would.

Nathan was the old Mrs. Bush's only hope.

Nathan's tall frame flitted slightly. He said in a most sarcastic tone, "Favor? Did I hear you correctly?"

Crystal bit her lip. "Yes."

"Well, it's rare that Mrs. Bush asks me for help."

Crystal's eyes narrowed. "I am sorry, but you're the only one who can help."

Nathan leaned against the door, his face chilled, his eyes filled with disgust.

Crystal knew that she would probably make a mess of things again. She could have gone to Amos, but why did she choose Nathan instead? 

She probably feared that rushing to Amos would make matters worse.

"The old Mrs. Bush listened to you, and she took you as the Amos of his youth."

Nathan knew exactly what she was going to do the minute he heard her speak, but he didn't bother to listen and turned to go in.

"Master Davis, I beg you, please," Crystal added.

Nathan paused in his steps, leaving only half his figure outside. "Mrs. Bush, your begging is now worthless to me." 

"I know, it's just that it's so easy for you..."

"Well, it seems you have a great relationship with your mother-in-law. Mrs. Bush, I never thought you were a woman of great affection and loyalty." He meant that she was very affectionate to others but cruel to him.

"I confess I have wronged you in much, but that is the past."

"Past?" Nathan muttered the word with a sneer. His fingers whitened as he clutched the bottle. "You've had an easy time getting over it, but with me, it'll never get it past."

"So, what do you want to help me with the favor I've asked?" Crystal chuckled. "If you feel better, even if you hit me, I can take the blows you got tonight."

Nathan didn't speak.

"Or what do you want me to do?" Nathan came back slowly, his face cold in the darkness." Hit you? It'll only get my hands dirty."

Crystal felt angina. She had never begged anyone so humbly.

And now she begged him, not knowing how. She withdrew her gaze and said, "Well, I'm sorry to interrupt you."

As she turned to leave, Nathan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Can you do whatever I want you to?"

Crystal lifted her eyes and heard him say, "Then just serve me for the rest of your life. Can you do that?"

Crystal's eyes had just brightened, then darkened again.

"You can't do that?"

Crystal didn't answer.

"Then what qualifications do you have to talk to me?"

He continued with a sneer, "When I was useful, you thought of me first. I'm no use now, so you kick me off like a ball." 

"I didn't… You know nothing," Crystal clenched her hands and held back the tears that were about to slip.

"Mrs. Bush, you'd better see what kind of man you're playing with."

He was Nathan.

A man who could even manipulate the world was reduced to a toy in her hand. Crystal's eyes were dim, and she felt ashamed of herself.

She had already hurt Nathan like that, but she was still there, bothering him and using him.

"Yes, you are right, and indeed I ought to leave you alone." Crystal said quietly, "You really don't have any more reason to help me. "

"I am sorry." She wanted to say that to him every night and every day.

Crystal's mood changed slightly, but she managed to hold it in.

"Nathan, I'm sorry for everything," 

Nathan's eyes were as dark as night. His tall figure was cold, and his eyes seemed to be searching for the truth in her words.

"Even so, you are still the best. I believe, and I hope you will be happy in the future."

Crystal's thin voice drowned in the thunder. 

Standing on the balcony for a long time, the rain came in and splashed her hair and shoulders. It was cold.

Exhausted, she turned to go into the room.