Nathaniel didn’t feel sad as he thought about it.
Lucinda had gone through all these experiences in the Roberts family, and now he was making it up to her.
Could they start over if they got even?
He clenched his fists and knelt with his back straight, thinking about it.
Heavy rain poured down at night.
Nathaniel had been kneeling in the garden for two hours already, and Lucinda had been watching him from the window for the same amount of time.
Bodyguards had to take turns guarding them at night since her last accident.
Tonight, it was Abel’s shift, and he hid in the dark, watching the man in the garden.
Nathaniel was very weak because of the drug they gave him, and kneeling for a long time had gradually sapped his strength, but his back remained straight.
Abel admired Nathaniel.
Despite kneeling, Nathaniel’s noble nature shone through, and no one would dare look down on him.
Such a man being tortured was unbearable to Abel.
With these thoughts in mind, he slipped into the villa and knocked on a door on the third floor.
“Come in,” Lucinda said.
Abel walked in and stood a short distance behind Lucinda.
Without turning her back, she kept her eyes on Nathaniel, who was still kneeling in the garden. She asked in an expressionless tone, “What’s the matter?”
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Abel swallowed hard and said, “Miss Simmons, I’m afraid Mr. Roberts can’t hold on for long…”
With a contemptuous sneer, she replied, “So what?” He pretended to love me and then lied to me. If he enjoys playing games so much, he can have his way.”
“Miss Simmons…” Abel tried to interrupt, but she silenced him with a dismissive gesture.
“Leave,” she commanded.
Closing the curtains, Lucinda headed to the bathroom to freshen up.
With a sigh, Abel departed.
The rain persisted throughout the night, relenting only when morning arrived.
Nathaniel had lost all sense of time, kneeling until he couldn’t feel his knees and legs anymore.