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Chapter 11 When Will You Come Back
Chapter 11 When Will You Come Back
Chapter 11 When Will You Come Back?
Natalie acted decisively.
Last night, she said she wanted to break off the relationship with her family, and today, she was about
to talk to a lawyer about this matter.
Kendrick took out a business card from the cabinet in front of the desk with his slender fingers, pushed
it to the edge of the desk, and said, "I will tell Matthew Cline, my lawyer, about this in advance. Just
consult him if you want any help."
Natalie took the business card over with both hands and nodded. "OK, thank you."
She turned to leave but was suddenly stopped by him.
A black credit card was handed to her, and Kendrick tapped on it with his forefinger. "Take it."
Natalie was stunned.
She didn't expect that Kendrick would still be willing to give her money.
After all, the original host of this body never went to work and kept using Kendrick's money. She even
took the money from his card and gave it to Orion. In the end, his account was frozen by the bank for
illegally embezzling assets.
Natalie looked at him in confusion.
"You need money!"
Kendrick's explanation was simple and clear, but it struck her straight to the heart.
She thought, "Indeed, the account balance on the original host's bank card is shabby, and after coming
to this world, I haven't found any way to apply my medical skills. As a result, I really need money."
Instead of being polite, Natalie directly accepted Kendrick's bank card.
She grasped the edge of the card tightly, stood there, and thought for a while. Then she took the
opportunity to say, "I can't take your money for nothing. I will do something to repay you."
"Ashlynn and other maids do the household, Baron takes care of my daily life, and my driver as well as Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
my security guards are available to me anytime," said Kendrick in a calm tone as he looked down at
the document in front of him.
Meanwhile, he thought, "Therefore, there is really nothing for her to do.
Besides, she married me to be Mrs. Ramsey, not to be a maid.
It's true that I'm not easy to get along with in business, but I will never mistreat my wife at home."
"No," Natalie explained, "I have unique skills."
She suddenly squatted down, looked up at him, and said solemnly, "I know how to massage and a little
about acupuncture. These are what I have learned recently. Just like this!" She put her hands on his
leg, massaged it, and continued, "This can promote blood circulation."
Kendrick's gaze behind the frameless lens changed a bit.
Natalie massaged upward and said, "I can also take care of you and massage you every day."
Kendrick's legs were unconscious, but that did not mean he could not feel anything.
Kendrick drew a breath and grasped her slender wrist. "That's enough!"
He said casually, "These things are tedious and have little effect."
He was sure that as time went on, Natalie would lose her patience.
Kendrick was not enthusiastic about this and had little confidence in it. He did not expect to get up
again at all. His daily exercise was merely to keep his muscles from degenerating and to keep himself
vigorous enough to devote himself to his work to accomplish something.
"Get out! I'm going to attend a meeting."
Natalie didn't insist anymore. She went out, and as she walked downstairs, she met Baron.
"Baron!"
Baron bowed respectfully. "Mrs. Ramsey, what can I do for you?"
"I want to ask about Mr. Ramsey." Natalie pursed her lips and looked earnest. "Can you show me the
doctor's diagnosis and follow-up rehabilitation plan?"
Baron looked doubtful.
Natalie felt tired and speechless.
She couldn't help but think, "Everyone here doesn't believe that I care about Kendrick. They always
show a strange and even defensive look in front of me.
Even Kendrick is a little wary of me and doesn't open his heart to me completely.
I really want to know what kind of a person the original host is."
Natalie explained again, "I want to know more about him so that I can take better care of him in the
future." She stared at Baron's eyes, trying to convince him with her gaze, and continued, "I have
married Kendrick for more than a year, and as his wife, I should take corresponding responsibilities. I
have been confused and unreasonable in the past, but I will reform myself from now on. Please don't
worry. I will never be as unreasonable as before."
Baron stared at her with a pair of eyes that had seen everything, and all he saw in her eyes were
sincerity and determination.
"Well, after all, she's only a twenty-two-year-old girl," he thought.
Baron did not embarrass her. He said, "Mr. Ramsey hatescheaters and flip-floppers. You must do what
you promise."
"I will!" Natalie affirmed.
...
Kendrick's father was Seth's second son. He refused a business marriage and married an ordinary girl
whom he really liked. They were a sweet couple.
However, things changed when Kendrick was eight years old.
The three of them were involved in a road accident.
Both his father and mother died to save him.
Kendrick survived, but his legs were leftparalyzed.
Over the years, he had never given up on himself, even though he was in a desperate situation. All
others' sarcasm only made him stronger. He cherished his life because his parents tried their best to
save it.
He disdained people who neglected life.
Therefore, after the original host of Natalie's body mutilated herself, Kendrick filed for divorce.
The reason was that he felt that she was hopeless.
"Mr. Ramsey has been receiving psychological counseling since his parents died. He has been
physically and psychologically disabled, so he has had a hard time. Fortunately, he has a stronger will
than others, so he has never given up. He has made great achievements in business in recent years."
Baron handed a stack of documents to Natalie and continued, "Here is the diagnosis paper and follow-
up rehabilitation plan."
"Thank you!"
Natalie went through the documents and found them to be quite in accordance with her expectations.
The crash caused nerve damage and paralysis of Kendrick's lower limbs.
However, the level of medical care in this world was not as advanced as in Natalie's original world,
making it impossible for her to help Kendrick resume walking.
In her original world, the neurosurgery medical team, led by Easton, had done leading research in this
field and had successful cases.
As she was reading the documents, Natalie suddenly felt a little distressed, especially after hearing
Baron's words.
She even somewhat wanted to cry.
Looking up from the documents, Natalie took a long breath and asked, "Can I know more about the
details of his attending doctor?"
"Walker Gill, the chief physician of the neurology department, is resident abroad and is currently in
charge of the rehabilitation guidance."
Walker once diagnosed that Kendrick's legs would never recover to normal but could only achieve a
basic recovery.
"The psychiatrist will come tomorrow to provide mental health treatment for Mr. Ramsey."
"Then I will make some preparations tomorrow and wait for the psychiatrist to come. I've been reading
up on psychology lately. I hope it can also help Kendrick," said Natalie gently.
Baron looked at her and didn't know what to say.
...
In the afternoon, Kendrick went to the company for a meeting.
Natalie stayed at home and bought a batch of professional medical books online. She then simply
communicated with Matthew about her break-off with her family. Because Kendrick had said something
beforehand, Matthew was nice to Natalie and answered every question quickly.
Soon, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
Natalie went downstairs and saw that dinner was ready. Then she asked, "Will Mr. Ramsey come back
tonight?"
"Mr. Ramsey hasn't told us about it."
"Then I'll call him!"
At the same time, Kendrick was holding a strategic planning meeting in the group's top conference
room. Everyone at the table was hungry, but no one dared to show it. They could only complain in their
hearts, "Mr. Ramsey is a workaholic who never feels hungry or tired, but we are not."
The giant screen projector was connected to Kendrick's mobile phone. After finishing one slide, he
raised his hand to signal the conference assistant to switch to the next slide.
Suddenly, the screen darkened, and a phone call came in.
The assistant subconsciously pressed the answer key.
The phone got through.
"Hello? Darling, when will you come back? I'm waiting for you to have dinner together!"
The clear, attractive voice of a young woman came from the other end of the phone.
It instantly resounded through the entire conference room.