Chapter 191 Overdrawn Credit
Nathaniel was about to leave when he received a call from Norman. He had been delaying a lot of work these past few days.
"Mr. Heilbronn, could you please come over? Chelsea's not doing well."
Nathaniel paused with his clothes in hand and instinctively glanced at Aurelia, who was tending to the plants in the living room.
"What happened?" Nathaniel asked.
"Chelsea is showing suicidal tendencies again. She just went to the hospital rooftop, had one foot over the edge, and almost lost her life. She's under control now. Please come see her."
Norman's voice on the phone was extremely serious, almost on the verge of tears.
Nathaniel's expression turned grave, and he said, "I'll be there shortly."
Aurelia could tell from his tone that something had happened with Chelsea again. The Thompson family must have heard some rumors; they wouldn't let her have an easy time.
She stood up and looked at Nathaniel, asking directly, "Will you be back tonight?"
Nathaniel was putting on his watch and changing his shoes. Without thinking, he answered, "I'll be back."
Aurelia responded, "No matter how late, I'll wait for you."
She thought to herself, 'If he says he'll come back, then I'll wait. If he dares to break his word, then he's never crossing this threshold again. Sometimes, you have to stand your ground. Being too lenient only makes people think you have no boundaries.'
After Nathaniel left, he headed straight to the hospital. Chelsea, lying on the bed with a dazed expression, lit up when she saw him enter. Her eyes sparkled with hope.
"Nathaniel, you finally came to see me! Ashley told me you're married, but I didn't believe it. You said you'd marry me, didn't you? I picked out a matching pair of rings. Come take a look; I think they're perfect for you."
Chelsea pulled out her phone and showed him pictures of the rings, playing the part of a coquettish teenager, subtly pressuring him to propose.
Nathaniel's face was as gloomy as a storm cloud. He sat at the edge of the bed, silent and brooding.
Chelsea asked again, "Nathaniel, can we buy the rings now? I'm afraid they might be out of stock when we get married. I've looked at so many and only like this one."
Chelsea clung to Nathaniel's arm, pouting and waiting for his response.
After a long silence, Nathaniel pushed her hand away from his arm.
"Chelsea, I am married. Ashley was right," he said.
Chelsea threw off the blanket and sat up, forcing a smile.
"Nathaniel, you don't have to lie to me. You said you would marry me. I won't marry anyone but you. If you marry someone else, I'll jump into the sea. I didn't drown last time, but one day I will."
Nathaniel felt a bitter taste in his throat, his emotions suppressed to the extreme. He had never felt so powerless. Chelsea was a problem he couldn't solve with money, one that might haunt him for life.
For a moment, he even wondered why he hadn't drowned in that water.
"Chelsea, you're not nineteen anymore, and I'm not single. I have a wife and kids. We're not suitable anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chelsea clutched her head and screamed uncontrollably, "You're lying. You said you'd marry me on my twentieth birthday. I don't believe you're the kind of person who would go back on your word. You must be forced by that woman, right?"
Chelsea's eyes were bloodshot, her emotions completely out of control.
Soon, doctors and nurses rushed in to check on her.
Outside, Nathaniel stood, feeling desperate.
He had just learned he had a pair of twin babies, and he had brought Aurelia back. Their relationship had just started to improve, and now he was being pressured to abandon his wife and children.
He stood outside for a long time, feeling heavy-hearted, until the doctor came out after the examination.
"Doctor, how is she doing these past two days? Any improvement?" he asked.
The doctor shook his head and said, "Her emotions are very tense and haven't eased. I'm worried that the string in her mind might snap at any moment, and she could do anything. Moreover, her episodes are more frequent than yesterday. She's almost losing her sense of self."
Nathaniel felt like the air he exhaled was gray. Chelsea's condition was worse than he had imagined.
"Doctor, is there any way to help her recover quickly?"
He thought she was just scared that night. When he carried her out, she was still lucid. How did it get so severe that she lost her mind and didn't even recognize herself?
"Mr. Heilbronn, I suggest you go along with whatever she wants for now. You can make other plans after she recovers. She can't take any more stress. Keeping her in a happy state will help her recover faster."
Nathaniel's throat felt tight; he was now powerless to meet her demands.
After the doctor left, Norman knelt in front of Nathaniel with a thud.
"Mr. Heilbronn, please help Chelsea. You're the person she trusts most in this world, and only you can help her. Just agree to marry her, even if you divorce after she gets better. She can't go on like this. She's only in her twenties, the best years of a girl's life. She can't go mad like this."
Nathaniel remained silent with a cold expression. Norman shuffled forward a few inches on his knees, as if grasping at his last chance.
"Mr. Heilbronn, consider it repaying her for saving your life. Help her this once, and you can divorce after she recovers. Then neither of you will owe each other anything, and you can marry whoever you want. Chelsea will be grateful."
Norman's tearful plea was sincere, and it struck a chord with Nathaniel. He knew Chelsea had only one wish now: to marry him. The words "neither of you will owe each other" deeply moved him. If that were the case, would he finally repay his debt to her?
"Keep an eye on her. Don't let anything happen." He left with a heavy heart.
On the other side, Aurelia wasn't feeling any better. She knew Nathaniel had gone to the hospital and guessed that Chelsea was up to her usual tricks again.
Aurelia wasn't confident she could win this time, but she felt she had to try for the sake of the children. After all, she had already prepared herself for the worst, and nothing could be more devastating than that.
She had originally planned to take the children and leave his sight forever.
At dinner time, the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.
Aurelia sat in the living room, staring blankly at her phone, not knowing if she was waiting for someone or a call.
Daphne came out with the food and asked, "Ma'am, shall we eat now?"
Aurelia looked out the window. The yard was quiet, with no sound of a car. She was unusually calm at this moment. He said he would come back, so she would wait.
He had already overdrawn his credit with her, and she wouldn't give him any more chances.
"Wait for Mr. Heilbronn to come back," she said.
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