Reborn From Oblivion (Nellie and Cameron) novel Chapter 966

Greta reached out, desperate to pull Cameron into a hug, hoping to offer some comfort. But Cameron just glared at her, his eyes red and filled with accusation. “Stay away from me. I don’t want to see you.”

Greta’s defenses crumbled. Tears streaming down her face, she pleaded, “Cameron, all you ever do is blame me. Have you ever stopped to see that I truly care?”

“Nina was sick, and her treatment drained us every day. You worked yourself to the bone just to cover her medical bills. You had no time for a wife drowning in postpartum depression, no time to notice when Nellie’s kidney problems flared up, and definitely no time for Nina. I was the one who stepped up, doing the things a husband should have done. I put up with Nellie’s temper, took all of Nina’s cold glares and misunderstandings, and still had to watch you and Nellie parade your love around in front of me. Cameron, you treat Nellie so well, but you’re cruel to me.”

Cameron said nothing.

His hands balled into fists, knuckles white. When he finally spoke, his voice was rough and unsteady. “Greta, my wife and daughter are gone. That’s a tragedy nothing can describe.”

He suddenly looked up, eyes bloodshot and cold. “You were the one taking care of them, and now they’re dead. And you want me to thank you for it?”

Greta shook, her whole body trembling. “What are you saying? You can’t possibly think I had anything to do with their deaths, can you?”

Cameron nodded slowly. “When I left, they were both okay. Sure, their health wasn’t great, but there’s no way they should’ve died like that.”

Greta broke down completely, sobbing uncontrollably. “Cameron, how can you be so heartless? I’m the one who’s always been there for your family, and now you turn on me like this?”

Suddenly, she spun around, grabbed a fruit knife from the table, and pressed it to her wrist. “If you don’t believe me, then I’ll die right here to prove it!”

But Cameron lunged forward and caught her arm, stopping her before she could hurt herself.

He opened his mouth, but all that came out was a tired, broken whisper. “Greta, just go. Leave me alone.”

Greta ran out, sobbing.

She tailed Greta down the hospital corridor, all the way to the director’s office at the end of the hall.

Greta slipped inside and immediately locked the door behind her, glancing over her shoulder just to be sure.

She went up to the hospital director, anxiety written all over her face. “Cameron’s starting to get suspicious. What do we do? If he finds out about the IV needle, we’re finished.”

The director shot her a cold look. “Why are you so scared? The needle’s gone, and Nina’s already been cremated. No one, not even a genius detective, could figure out that the virus that killed her was planted.”

Greta exhaled, relief flooding her face. “But Cameron still thinks I killed Nellie. What do I do?”

“Nellie was an easy mark. All you had to do was lie to her, and she actually believed Cameron forced Nina to give you blood. I’m betting the drugs we gave her made her start seeing things, too. That’s why she spiraled and couldn’t think straight anymore.”