Classic Novel
Chapter 253
Chapter 253
Lexi gazed at the man shrouded in shadows, and her hand slowly fell to her side as panic filled her
heart. The day had passed without a morsel of food, and her spirits were at an all-time low. Her vision
blurred, and she once again fainted.
Callum managed to catch Lexi in his arms, effortlessly picking her up and carrying her out of the room.
He carried her into his bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. He silently stared at her pale face,
and a twinge of pain crossed his heart.
How had he managed to intimidate a young woman to the point of her fainting... twice?
He called for a doctor to administer Lexi with an IV drip to nourish her frail body. A servant entered the
room. “Sir, Ms. Clarkson has returned!”
Callum’s hands paused, and he quickly stood up, leaving the bedroom, and locking the door behind
him.
In the mansion's living room, Natalia stood tall in a purple gow, her slender figure silhouetted against
the grand windows.
Callum slowly approached her, stopping only a foot away. "Natalia..."
Natalia turned to face him, seeing his well-composed demeanor and vibrant energy. However, his gaze
seemed to avoid hers.
With guilt overwhelming her, she said, "Callum, I'm sorry. I came today to tell you that I'm going back to
France with Magnus for a while. For the past five years, Jonas has been without a mother. I don't want All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.
to lose him again..."
Seeing Callum's face harden at her words, she couldn't bring herself to continue. After a long moment
of silence, she finally looked up at him. "Callum, I'm not a good woman. I can never repay your
kindness. Please accept my deepest gratitude."
She bowed deeply, only to be pulled back up by Callum. His eyes were bloodshot, and he said,
"Buttercup, I knew this day would come. I just didn't expect it to come so soon."
At his words, tears streamed down Natalia's face. "Callum, I'm sorry..."
He reached out to wipe away her tears. His smile was strained. "Stop crying, Natalia. Go on, find your
happiness. I wish you well."
Despite his reassurances, Natalia couldn't stop her tears. Callum, unable to wipe them all away, shook
his head, "Come on, you are a big girl now."
He gently pulled her into a hug, closing his eyes. "Natalia, my girl, find your happiness. I'll always be
here for you."
After crying her heart out, Natalia lifted her head. "Callum, I need to go. Take care of yourself and
forget about me."
"The truth is, I can't forget you, Buttercup. You go and spend some quality time with Jonas. When
you're ready, you can come back. This is your home."
Just as Natalia was about to reply, the living room doors swung open, and Jonas walked in. "Mommy,
we need to get to the airport!"
Callum's eyes bulged at the sight of the young boy. He’s a spitting image of Natalia.
"Natalia, this is your son, right? He's so handsome," Callum complimented, his heart filling with
jealousy.
He turned to look at Jonas, wishing he could make them stay. But all his hopes were dashed by that
bastard, Magnus. Callum couldn't accept it!
Natalia, hand in hand with Jonas, looked back at Callum. "Callum, I need to go."
"I'll drive you to the airport," Callum insisted, and Natalia reluctantly agreed.
Magnus, in the car, had a sour look on his face. Could Callum stop being a third wheel here?
Once at the airport, Natalia helped Callum settle into a chair in the waiting area and flagged a waiter.
"Could I get a cup of coffee? No sugar or milk, please."
Callum, watching her with a warm smile, said, "Natalia, you still remember my coffee preference. That's
so sweet of you."
Compared to what he had done for her, getting a cup of coffee was nothing, Natalia thought. Just as
she was about to reply, the waiter brought over their coffee.
"Thank you," Callum said, handing the waiter a tip.
"Mister, why did you give the waiter a tip?" Jonas asked.
Callum looked at the little boy in surprise. That bastard Magnus had such an adorable son with Natalia.
It was infuriating!
But despite his jealousy, Callum didn't forget to answer Jonas' question. "Well, he provided us with a
good service, Jonas. It's only right to give him a tip," Callum replied with a kind smile.
"But my daddy doesn't give tips," Jonas countered, his curiosity piqued.
Magnus, feeling a bit uncomfortable, ruffled Jonas' hair. "Stop asking so many questions, Jonas. Drink
your coffee."
Jonas stuck out his tongue, annoyed. His daddy was always hogging his mommy's attention!
Natalia rubbed the spot on Jonas' head where Magnus had hit, then spoke to Callum, "Cal, this is
Jonas, my son. The one I thought I had lost, but miraculously survived."
Callum nodded, "He's adorable."
Natalia turned to Jonas. "Jonas, this is Uncle Callum."
Jonas dutifully greeted Callum, "Hello, Uncle Callum. I'm Jonas. I’m five years old. I’m single, and I
have an IQ of 180. I'll be 180 centimeters tall in ten years."
Callum laughed heartily, ruffling Jonas' hair. "Nice to meet you, Jonas. I'm Callum, thirty years old, and
also single..."
Yeah, Callum had a soft spot for the kid, even though he was a product of Magnus, but he was also the
son of his Buttercup.
Only such a perfect woman like Natalia, could give birth to such an adorable and lively boy. If only the
boy was his!
Jonas had no idea that Callum would mimic his speech. His eyes crinkled in mirth. “You're getting up
there in years and still single. Better get a move on!”
“Right, I'll strive to marry a beauty soon!” Callum replied, grinning, yet his gaze was fixed on Natalia,
who sat across from him.
Magnus felt a twinge of discomfort at Callum's blatant stare. Clearing his throat, he outright spoke to
Natalia, “Ahem, Natalia, I think you should bid Mr. Callum goodbye now, because, our flight is taking off
soon.”
Natalia hesitated for a moment, but finally said, “Cal, I'm going to France with Jonas for a few months.”