Shattered Then Healed By His Love (by Haley Blanton) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 So He Didn’t Hang Up

Chapter 115 So He Didn’t Hang Up

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The patient had specifically come seeking Natalie, having heard of her remarkable skill. They wanted to treat their chronic migraines through traditional medicine.

By the time Natalie finished the session, it was nearly eleven at night.

At that hour, getting a cab was never easy. On nights like this, when she left work late, the idea of buying a car tugged at her more strongly than ever.

She had just opened a ride–hailing app when a blinding light cut across from the road not far away, flooding her surroundings with brightness.

Natalie raised a hand to block the glare, squinting toward the car.

With the headlights in her eyes, she couldn’t make out the model; she dropped her hand and looked away.

The car slowed to a stop right in front of her.

The passenger door opened from the inside.

James stepped out of the driver’s seat, nodded politely, then walked over to a tree nearby and lit a cigarette.

Natalie’s gaze lingered on the car. So he’s here.

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Ever since that night they had crossed a line, facing Marcus again left her strangely unsettled.

After a pause, she reached for the door handle and opened it.

The moment she did, the sharp profile of the man inside caught her eyes.

Marcus turned toward her, his tone flat. “Get in.”

“Mr. Collins, do you have something you want to say to me?”

For him to send James away like this, there had to be something important.

When he turned and met her eyes, she caught the faint flush on his face.

He must have been drinking tonight.

The next second, his hand shot out and pulled her closer, the strong scent of alcohol hit her

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Chapter 115 So He Didn’t Hang Up

nose immediately.

“Did Jackson do anything to you today?”

Natalie stilled, her brows lifting. “Why are you asking me that, Mr. Collins?”

His voice was low, commanding. “Answer me.”

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The faint trace of his cologne, laced with the sharp edge of liquor, wrapped around her.

“Mr. Collins, maybe I should be asking why you never hung up the phone. Were you deliberately eavesdropping?”

“I heard it by accident. But a show that good–why would I hang up?”

Natalie’s lips curved in a cold smile. “Well, I didn’t expect you to be the gossipy type.”

“After I hung up, did he do anything to you?”

“Why does it matter so much to you whether he did or not?” Natalie turned her gaze on him, her smile suddenly sharp. “Don’t tell me, Mr. Collins, you’ve actually developed feelings for me?”

A low chuckle escaped him. He didn’t answer, only watched her with unreadable eyes.

That look, layered and intent, left her unsettled.

“I didn’t want to believe it, but your behavior lately has been… odd.”

Marcus suddenly reached out, his fingers gripping her chin. “To tell the truth, you’ve managed to spark my interest.”

Her heart gave a hard thump; she hadn’t expected that answer.

She swallowed. “But aren’t you in love with Adelyn? You really have a generous heart, Mr. Collins–seems there’s always room for one more.”

Marcus‘ brows knit faintly. “And who told you I loved her?”

Natalie froze, staring at him. “Didn’t you say the woman you liked was already married? When I saw her in prison, she was wearing a ring.”

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