Chapter 116. Falling Apart

Natalie was really sick. That whole day, she just lay in bed with a weak body. Even the next day, she had trouble getting out of bed. Lizzy, who knew about her situation, became worried.

“Mister, don’t you want to do something? She’s really sick, not just pretending,” Lizzy said to Dante. She hoped he would call a doctor or do something to treat Natalie.

Dante was lazing around in his room. He was pretending to be dead, so he couldn’t do any work outside. When Lizzy spoke, he only glanced at her. “Just let her be sick. I won’t bother her,” he said.

“Don’t you still need her existence? If she’s sick, how will she get to London?” Lizzy continued to persuade her employer.

“Why do you care so much about her? You’re better off here, keeping me company,” Dante said as he patted the bed beside him. He smiled sweetly at the girl.

“Sir, no kidding!” Lizzy gave Dante an annoyed look. She knew he wasn’t serious.

“Alright. I’ll see her later,” Dante said indi