hapter 197 Blood and Truth
The crowd erupted in screams, panic rippling everywhere.
The falling ride clipped Baron's back with its edge.
He staggered, nearly dropping Sean from his arms.
Natalie's heart shattered at the sight.
“Baron!”
She couldn’t wait any longer. She bolted forward, the bodyguards rushing after her.
Susie burst into sobs the moment she saw Baron spit blood.
“Daddy!”
Sean, pressed tight in his arms, felt the hot spray of blood across his face. The metallic tang filled his nose,
shocking him into silence before fear overtook him.
“Daddy, no!”
“Sean, don’t be scared. I'm fine.”
Even in pain, even barely able to stay on his feet, Baron forced himself to smile, his gaze steady and warm as it
locked on his son’s tearful eyes. “You're a man. This was just an accident. Daddy's not going anywhere, and
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtneither are you. Do you hear me?”
“But Daddy, you're bleeding...”
Sean's tears fell in heavy drops, unstoppable now. He fumbled with his little hands, trying to wipe away the blood
at Baron’s mouth, but no matter how much he wiped, the red wouldn't disappear.
When Natalie reached them, the sight nearly undid her.
Her throat burned with tears.
“Baron... Sean..."
She grabbed Baron's arm to steady him.
It was the first tBaron had ever heard her call his nso directly. Not “Baron Scott,” not
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the formal, cold address she always used-just his name.
He smiled faintly. “I'm fine.”
Natalie said nothing. She pulled Sean into her arms, speaking softly to both children. “Sean, Susie, it’s alright. It
was just an accident. I'll have the bodyguards take you hfirst, okay? Mommy has to take Daddy to the
hospital.”
“We're going too!” Sean insisted.
Susie said nothing, but her red-rimmed eyes followed her brother's lead.
Natalie had no choice but to agree. The guards escorted them toward the car.
Sirens soon wailed in the distance-police, firefighters, ambulances rushing to the scene.
Natalie supported Baron carefully. “Can you really hold on? Maybe we should call an ambulance.”
“No need. The edge just caught me. Sbruising, nothing broken. Don’t worry too much.”
His back was searing with pain, but Baron knew his own body well. It wasn’t as serious as it looked. The blood
had been from the shock, not a mortal wound.
Still, seeing Natalie's tears for him filled him with a strange happiness.
“Natalie... do | have a place in your heart?”
“Are you insane? You're coughing blood and you're still asking that?” Her voice trembled.
“Baron, | don’t even know if | should yell at you or thank you. When danger hit, | hated myself for being useless.
You reached Sean first, and as his mother I'm grateful-but watching you bleed, | thought my chest would split
open. From the start, you've been in my heart. Maybe | don’t love you deeply yet, but you're my husband, the
father of my children, the man | want to spend my life with. Seeing you hurt tearsapart.”
Baron suddenly felt lighter, as if the injury hardly mattered anymore.
He had always thought Natalie stayed with him only out of duty-because of the children, because she had no
choice.
But now, hearing her words, the shadow over his heart lifted.
So what if she didn’t love him deeply yet?
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As long as he had a place in her heart, even a small one, there was hope. A spark that could grow into a fire.
He leaned against her with a quiet murmur. “Wife, | really do hurt.”
“Then lean on me. I'll get you into the car, and we'll go straight to the hospital.”
Natalie held him up and hurried them into the vehicle.
The driver sped off immediately.
Baron's voice was hoarse, but firm. “Call Yvonne. Have her investigate why that ride failed. And spread word of
what happened. | refuse to believe this was just an accident.”
Natalie stiffened.
“You think someone did this on purpose?”
Her chest clenched at the thought.
If it was true, then whoever had planned it was monstrous. The ride had been packed with families, with children.
Baron met her eyes, his own dark with certainty. “There's no proof yet. But | won't let it slide. Let the world see.
Then we'll find out.”