The Unveiling of Secret Queen

Chapter 1382: Chapter 1382: Leonardy Zachmann Overwhelmed with Shame

Nathalie Quinlan’s right arm hangs loosely by her side, her eyes lowered, casting a shadow under her eyelids with her drooping lashes.

She doesn’t speak.

Anyone can feel the intense irritability and impatience she’s trying hard to control all around her.

Stanley Zachmann stands beside her, his face also filled with unconcealed anger, blocking Nathalie Quinlan from Leonardy Zachmann’s direction without a trace.

Leonardy Zachmann sees his elder brother’s reaction and feels uneasy in his heart, more and more unable to speak: ”I...”

”Enough!”

The one who comes forward to stop him from continuing is Mr. Zachmann.

Mr. Zachmann sits in the wheelchair, gripping the armrests tightly, his hair all turned white in just a few days, his brows furrowed tightly, his eyes still bright but unable to hide the disappointment within them.

”I thought you always had at least some affection for Nathalie, even if it couldn’t compare to your own daughter, at least stronger than that for an outsider.”

Mr. Zachmann’s words cause Leonardy Zachmann to lower his head in shame, his voice dry as he explains, ”Dad, I didn’t mean it like that, it’s not that I don’t care about Nathalie, I...”

He truly doesn’t know how to explain his actions.

Mr. Zachmann merely shakes his head and then says to him, ”You don’t need to explain to me, you have disappointed me so much!”

Leonardy Zachmann raises his head, seeing the undisguised disappointment in his father’s eyes, feeling distressed and tormented inside.

”Forget it.”

Mr. Zachmann looks at him with disappointment, his gaze rather gentle, including his attitude still as gentle as ever, but the words he speaks represent his true attitude.

”I don’t expect you to fulfill the role of an uncle, you don’t care about Nathalie, fine, I won’t force you. If you don’t want to come in the future, then don’t come. Just pretend you don’t have this niece, and Nathalie will also act as if she doesn’t have you as an uncle. You don’t need to act with elder authority to suppress her, she’s not unloved.”

”It’s not wrong for you to care about your daughter, I didn’t say caring for your daughter is wrong, but don’t forget, Nathalie is also your brother’s daughter. This car accident is such a big deal, you took someone’s favor and came to Nathalie just to say let it go... I won’t bother saying anything more, you’re an adult, think for yourself whether what you did was right.”

Leonardy Zachmann is already overwhelmed with shame and can’t lift his head.

He mumbles a few words and, too embarrassed to stay any longer, leaves the hospital room first.

Audrick Zachmann watches his father leave, looking lost, sighs, and turns back to Nathalie Quinlan, saying: ”Nathalie, I apologize on behalf of my father, I’m sorry. He’s too rigid, doesn’t have bad intentions. He’s always cared about you, it’s just that so many things have happened lately, and he got himself stuck in a dead end, I... I’m sorry...”

”I know.”

Nathalie Quinlan agitatedly raises her uninjured hand, pulling at the brim of her Duckbill Cap, revealing her fair chin, her face delicate and beautiful, her eyes dark and bright reflecting a small cluster of light: ”You didn’t do anything wrong, no need to apologize to me.”

Audrick Zachmann hears in her tone that she doesn’t seem angry, nods, and agrees: ”Don’t take his words to heart, he might regret it as soon as he walks out.”

Nathalie Quinlan doesn’t give a definitive reply.

But it can be seen that she isn’t very angry.

Audrick Zachmann then turns and apologizes to Mr. Zachmann and Stanley Zachmann one by one: ”Grandpa, Uncle, please don’t be angry, I’ll talk to my father properly later.”

”Regarding the earlier matter...” he bows deeply and politely in front of Stanley Zachmann, apologizing: ”Uncle, I’m sorry.”