Chapter 245: Chapter 242: Headaches
South City.
Roland Agency Ltd.
Chairman’s Office.
"You’ve been doing great these days, a hundred times better than your brother. If you’d returned to the country earlier, Roland might have taken a huge step forward by today."
Cameron Southwell lavished praise upon Nathan Dawn, who was sitting opposite him.
Compared to his eldest son, Shane Southwell, this younger son was much more worry-free, unlike the prodigal son who only knew how to squander.
Nathan smiled faintly; he greatly enjoyed his father’s praise, especially when being compared to Shane Southwell.
"Father, this is what I should do. As the Vice President of Roland, it’s only natural to serve the company and share your worries."
Then, his expression grew somewhat sad: "It’s truly heartbreaking that my brother passed away so young; I didn’t even have a chance to get close to him."
"Good child." Mentioning Shane Southwell stirred no sadness in Cameron Southwell.
Nathan knew that Shane Southwell was insignificant to their father, and from now on, he would be the sole heir of the Southwell Family.
He had finally come out on top; from now on, he could openly appear in the public eye.
Seeing this, he casually mentioned, "Mom called me yesterday, asking about your health."
"Alas." Cameron Southwell sighed; he felt guilty toward Nathan and his mother.
Even though Nathan’s biological mother was his first love, he had to marry the wealthy Rosy Brooke for the sake of the company.
He continued deceiving Nathan’s mother until Nathan was born, keeping it under wraps all along.
But paper cannot contain fire; once she found out, she resolutely wanted to leave him with the child.
But at the time, he was adamant and used some means to keep the mother and child by his side.
When Nathan was 17, he sent Nathan and his mother abroad; ultimately, he had wronged them.
So now he wanted to make amends.
"How is your mom doing?" Cameron Southwell asked.
"Not well, the doctors say my mom has mental stress, though I’m unsure what it is. I’ve found quite a few psychologists for Mom, but none have been able to resolve it." Nathan naturally knew what his mother’s mental stress was, but he couldn’t say. Pretending not to know was best.
This way, he could prolong Cameron Southwell’s sense of guilt infinitely.
If he said he knew, Cameron Southwell might become resentful of him.
Indeed, hearing this, Cameron Southwell felt even worse; she hadn’t even told their child about his mistakes.
He had owed far too much.
"Good child. In a few years, I’ll go see your mom. You do your work here well; your father won’t wrong you."
"Father, I understand. I will certainly not disappoint you." With that, Nathan stood up: "Father, I have a crucial client to meet soon; I’ll go get ready."
Cameron Southwell nodded in acknowledgment: "Hmm, off you go."
Back in his office, Nathan sat irritably in his chair, clearly troubled by something.
"Coffee." Cari placed the coffee on the table, then proceeded to leave.
She didn’t want to stay around Nathan, not even for breathing the same air; she found it disgusting.
"Where are you going?" Nathan opened his eyes and called out to Cari, who had already reached the door.
Cari turned slowly, put on a standard smile, and said, "Mr. John Walters will be here soon; I’m going to receive him."
"Is that so?" The man squinted, checked his watch, and said, "There’s still over an hour; what’s the rush?"
Lately, this woman had been deliberately avoiding him. Though he didn’t know why, he would never let her go.
Their relationship now was more like that of lovers rather than a couple. Oddly, since he fell for this woman, no other woman caught his eye.
He beckoned to her with his finger: "Come here, keep me company."
These words made Cari shiver; Nathan never showed compassion, even during those days of her cycle; it was the same.
She had to take pills almost daily, her health was declining, and she wanted to live well.
"Nathan, I’m not feeling good today."
She had said this countless times before, but no leave was ever approved.
...
The man stared at her for a long time, making her uneasy, before finally speaking: "Go receive the client."
"Wh...what?" Cari was a little stunned; Nathan was letting her off?
How could it be?
It genuinely surprised her.
"What, you don’t want to go?" The man teased, raising his brows.
"I’ll go right away." Cari escaped, leaving the office door, feeling her breath lighten.
Nathan not only prevented her brother from returning to the country but also sent someone to her hometown, likely to monitor her parents.
Because she saw things she shouldn’t and knew things she shouldn’t have.
But she never wanted to know these things, yet she did.
So...
Does this mean her life will always be like this?
She was unwilling, absolutely not!
...
Nathan gazed at the door left ajar; normally, Cari wouldn’t make such a mistake, but she left hastily today.
Then, he called his subordinate: "What did she do yesterday?"
"Miss Cari spent an hour at the hospital yesterday; the rest of the time she was at the company."
Hearing the news, he felt displeased, "Get me the report from her hospital visit, as soon as possible."
After hanging up, unsure of what emotions flooded his heart, she went to the hospital, was it due to illness?
It didn’t seem that way.
He didn’t believe Cari could escape his control.
Just then, the phone rang.
It was a foreign number displayed.
After hesitating for a long time, he ultimately answered, "Hello, mom."
"What have you decided, when will you come back?" The woman on the other end had a slightly hoarse voice and spoke rather coldly.
He didn’t know how to respond to his mother; yesterday, she had called him.
He was aware of how much she hated Cameron Southwell, but if he left, everything would turn into nothingness; so he hadn’t agreed to her request.
"Mom, I don’t plan to go back."
These words led to silence on both sides, and finally, his mother warned, "Cameron Southwell is the most heartless person; he’s not your father. If you don’t come back, I’ll consider you no longer my son."
"Mom, just give me more time; trust me."
"When Cameron Southwell sent people to bring you back, you promised you wouldn’t go with them! You promised me not to acknowledge him! You’ve deceived me just like he did!"
"..." Nathan had no words at this moment.
What could he say? He didn’t actually harbor much hatred for Cameron Southwell and didn’t quite understand why his mother hated him so much.
From childhood to adulthood, Cameron Southwell had treated him well.
The things he wanted, his mother couldn’t provide, only Cameron Southwell could.
Now Shane Southwell was dead, and Cameron Southwell had no other sons; he was Cameron Southwell’s only son, the sole heir of the Southwell Family.
So he didn’t wish to give up, he didn’t want to quit halfway.
Beep―――!
The phone was disconnected from the other side; he could imagine his mother’s sadness, but he was not moved, only felt annoyance, even as a headache.