Chapter 255 Food Tastes Like Care
“Is it dangerous?”
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Natalie had never involved herself much in Baron’s affairs before. She always felt they lived in different worlds, and she didn’t want to control him too tightly. But after everything they had been through, her mindset had shifted.
Baron’s safety was now what she cared about most. She realized, vaguely but surely, that he had seeped into her life like air and water–so natural, so constant, she hardly noticed until she did.
If there ever came a day when she didn’t see him, she would feel something missing.
Baron noticed the concern in her eyes and couldn’t help but smile.
“No real danger, just some business matters to handle. You eat; I’ll be right back.”
Seeing her exhale in relief, he finally stepped out with his phone.
But once he left the dining room, his smile vanished.
“Talk.”
His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried a suppressed edge of anger; the weight of it seemed to press through the phone, making the other side flinch.
“Mr. Baron, when that couple was hospitalized years ago, the woman went intoborplications. The man had no money for surgery, so he said he was going home to borrow some. But our people checked—he never returned to the vige. Yet, fifteen minutester, he came back to the hospital with cash and paid for the operation.”
Shauna quickly ryed the findings.
Baron’s gaze darkened.
“<i>So </i>you’re saying the man most likely ran into someone on his way out, and was given money?”
“Yes, that seems <i>to </i>be the case. But we haven’t found solid evidence yet. Also, the child the woman gave birth <i>to</i><i>… </i>was apparently stillborn. We tracked down the doctor who delivered the `baby. After the surgery, he resigned, moved his whole family abroad, but there was supposedly a ne crash during their migration. The story goes they missed the flight because their child had an upset stomach–so they survived—and then vanished.”
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“Mr. Baron, that doctor has lived under an assumed name ever since, in a small town; he abandoned medicine altogether and has been supporting his family by delivering food. His wife and children are doing well, but all of them changed names to her side of the family. Our people already have him under control and under protection. Should we send them to your wife’s side, or…”
Just then, Baron saw Natalie stand up from the table, having finished her meal.
He lowered his voice. “Keep them safe for now. I’ll ask Natalie what she wants to do. We’ll be staying here a few days to rx.”
It wasn’t often Natalie and the kids got time away; he didn’t want this truth to ruin their peace.
The truth would never stay buried forever–it was only a matter of time.
Besides, with that couple’s recent death, if the doctor were moved, anyone tailing them might trace the lead back to him. That would only bring him danger.
Shauna nodded on the other end.
“Understood, Mr. Baron. One more thing–about Yvonne’s parentage, I’ve found a lead.”
“Go on.”
“Uncle Xenon seems to have taken his wife and child traveling when the baby turned one. They passed through the couple’s vige, and even stayed there for one night.”
Baron’s mind
spun
with possibilities.
“Got it. Keep digging.”
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Natalie step out of the dining room, so he said quickly, “That’s all. I’m hanging up.”
He ended the call and strode toward her.
“All done eating?”
“You go
finish yours. I’ll have some water; we can take a walk after to help digest.”
She was still worrying about him being hungry.
Warmth spread in Baron’s chest.
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“Alright. I’ll eat quickly. You y on your phone for a bit while you wait.”
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When he walked back into the dining room, he noticed every dish had been touched lightly by Natalie, but only in front of her seat. Everywhere else was untouched; the table was neat, spotless. Most importantly, she had set aside a portion of food just for him.
How could he describe this feeling?
His throat tightened, his eyes stinging faintly.
“He was, after all, a direct son of the Gunn family. But after his mother had been persecuted, his childhood within the family was nothing but torment.”
Forget eating at the table–having anything to eat at all was already something.
And even then, it was often leftovers, scraps.
When he grew older and found his own strength, he swore off other people’s scraps; he refused to eat with anyone else, making it a habit to eat alone.
On the table, he only touched what he liked, and that was enough to soothe the hunger of his
past.
But now, seeing the food Natalie had set aside just for him, he felt, for the first time, the warmth of being cared for—of being cherished.