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Chapter 142 Girls Like Sweet Words
Chapter 142 Girls Like Sweet Words
Chapter 142 Girls Like Sweet Words
The pain in his wound was burning, and his nerves were constantly on edge.
Kendrick's brain was befogged, and he seemed to be in a dream. His body was light, and a thick fog
surrounded him. He stood there and saw a light in the distance.
He made an attempt to lift his legs and found he could walk, so he immediately headed toward the
light.
He reached a place where the dark ended and the light began.
A girl was standing there.
"Kendrick!"
She called out.
He ran over and smelled her fragrance of orange blossom and rose. That was the fresh scent of her
favorite body wash.
It was Natalie. She came from the light and stretched her hand at him. "Don't stand there."
She turned around.
He hastily grabbed her hand and said, "Don't go."
She looked back at him and smiled. "I'm not leaving you." She held his hand tightly and said, "I'll take
you to the light. It's too dark here."
"Okay."
"I can walk now."
The girl who held his hand smiled brightly. "Of course, I know."
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But she walked with him, hand in hand.
...
Natalie held Kendrick's hand and said repeatedly, "I'm not leaving you." Slowly, he calmed down.
He hadn't woken up completely.
He seemed to be lost in a dream.
But he held Natalie's hand tightly and wouldn't let go of it.
When Owen checked on the wound, Kendrick wouldn't loosen his grip.
Owen was speechless. He beckoned Natalie to pacify Kendrick.
Natalie wiped Kendrick's face with a towel and whispered in his ear that the doctor had come to check
on his wound.
She coaxed him for a good while.
Kendrick got sober and released Natalie's hand.
After Owen checked on the wound, he said, "There is no infection or bleeding for the moment." He
lowered his voice and praised, "The wound was sewed well."
Natalie was not proud. "It was a normal operation."
Owen was speechless.
"It's better than I imagined." Owen said seriously, "There hasn't been any immune response to the stem
cell transplantation. After his wound heals, we'll test his reactive potency."
Natalie asked, "Are you sure that GM-1 will arrive tonight?"
"Yes." Owen said, "But I only learned about it before, so I don't have any clinical experiences."
Natalie soothed him. "Don't worry about that."
Owen looked at her in surprise and muttered, "You're an emissary from the M78 Nebula. Could you
please tell me how you know about all this?"
Natalie pressed her lips and said, "I'll tell you when the opportunity arises."
Owen didn't press her. "Okay."
He glanced at the clock and said, "It's almost time. Let's go."
...
Brynn asked Owen to meet her at nine o'clock at night.
They were going to meet in a secluded coffee shop.
Natalie drove Owen to the coffee shop.
She kept her promise.
She didn't ask him who brought the medicine.
After all, it was a secret.
After she parked the car, Natalie said, "I'll wait for you in the car."
"I'll be back soon."
"Please convey my gratitude to your friend. If she needs my help in the future, I'll try my best."
"Okay. I'll tell her that."
Owen got out of the car and entered the coffee shop.
The coffee shop would be closed at ten o'clock.
They were the last customers.
When Owen entered the coffee shop, a wooden sign that wrote Closed was hung on the doorknob.
Owen went straight upstairs to the second floor.
He saw a woman in a red turtleneck sweater sitting by the window.
Her hair was tied up, and she looked elegant.
When Owen approached her, she rose to give him a hug.
After they greeted each other, Brynn sat down and said, "I'll take a flight tomorrow afternoon."
"Why do you leave so soon?"
"Cedric is on his own. I'm afraid he can't take care of himself. When I went to Sweetsland on business
last month, he blew up the kitchen. The lady next door called me and cried for an hour, saying her dog
kept barking because of the shock."
When he heard his mother jest about his father, Owen couldn't help smiling.
"I've brought it here." Brynn handed Owen a small silver suitcase. "I've checked on it. The medicine is
well preserved and has complete bioactivity."
Owen quickly thanked her.
"Just a reminder." Brynn tapped the table and said, "Several states in Cruxham have started to legislate
against the production of GM-1 for ethical and moral considerations."
It was related to the embryonic development of humans.
Therefore, it touched the bottom line of human relations.
Brynn gave Owen a long deep look and said, "You're not the only one interested in GM-1 in Hamgrad.
Be careful. Besides, I hope you will use it in the right way."
Owen wanted to explain it to her.
Brynn interrupted him. "You know I trust you, but I won't forgive you if you make a wrong use of it."
There was no need for an explanation.
When Brynn trusted someone, she didn't need any explanation.
Brynn glanced at her watch and took out a small box, handing it to Owen. "I wasn't there with you on
your birthday one week ago. This is your birthday present."
Owen opened the box and saw a pair of earrings.
"What's this?"
Looking at her son's confused face, Brynn finally believed no one was perfect. Owen was a genius, but
he was an idiot when it came to love. No wonder he remained single.
"When you meet the girl you like, you can help her wear the earrings." Brynn said, "Chase after her and
say sweet words. Girls like sweet words."
Owen put away the box and asked in confusion, "Mother, you don't seem to like sweet words."
"Who says that?" Brynn raised her brow and said, "A few praises from Cedric can make me happy for a
long time."
Owen thought it was different.
His foster parents treated each other like best friends.
"I gotta go." Brynn beckoned Owen to put away the box and said, "Contact me if you need anything. I
won't come to Hamgrad in the near future."
She came and went briskly.
She was always philosophical and independent.
...
Natalie had waited in the car for twenty minutes.
She felt thirsty, so she got out of the car and went to the convenience store to buy water.
It was raining outside.
When she left the store with the water, she met an old lady that begged her for money.
Natalie didn't have any small change.
She turned around and bought milk and bread, handing them to the old lady.
When she saw the soaked carton board box in the old lady's hands, Natalie guessed that the old lady
made a living by selling junk. When she thought of this, Natalie handed her umbrella to the old lady.
The old lady quickly thanked Natalie.
It was late autumn.
A fine drizzle began to veil the sky and the ground like silver silk threads.
There was a distance between the convenience stores and the parking lot.
Natalie intended to walk there in the rain.
After she took a few steps, her sleeve was grabbed by someone.
Following that, an umbrella opened above her head.
"It's not good for a girl to get wet in the rain."
Natalie heard a gentle and slow female voice, which had a trace of age.
She looked up and saw the woman under the umbrella.
The woman was smiling faintly.
Natalie could see the aging signs at the corner of the woman's eye.
However, the woman looked elegant with her perfect features and fair skin.
Natalie was taken aback by her face.
The woman looked familiar.
She seemed...