My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 691

These shreds of clothes and shoes were no longer intact.

But she could still recognize that they belonged to James.

Natalie clearly remembered how that morning, when she and James had gone out, he had worn those.

Upon seeing those shreds, Natalie was on the verge of breaking down.

Holding these last relics in her hands, she cried.

Although she had gotten on the ship because of James, he was a victim too.

Queenie had tricked James. Otherwise, why would he have taken her onto the ship?

Natalie could not forget.

The way James had looked when he'd knelt down and pleaded with Queenie, and how Queenie had kicked him.

Her heart felt as if it had been torn apart.

Looking at Natalie, Yvonne's heart ached greatly.

She knew very well that in the Godfrey family, Natalie had no feelings for anyone except James.

If any of the others died, Natalie would not even shed a single tear.

But James was different.

James was the only person in the family who had treated Natalie well.

Throughout Natalie's sad childhood, he was the only person who gave her light.

Yvonne hugged Natalie and said, "Natalie, don't cry, don't cry."

Natalie had already guessed that James had not survived the explosion.

However, now that she had seen these remnants, Natalie truly collapsed.

Natalie cried, "Yvonne, I don't have a father anymore, I'll never have a father anymore."

Each mournful cry of hers was heart-wrenching.

As Natalie cried, images of the past flashed through her mind.

When she was younger, James would always bring her something nice to eat every time he returned home.

She was not James' biological daughter, but he had never been biased.

Whatever he gave Brayden and Queenie, there would be a share for her as well.

Once, she had been severely beaten up by Madison, and her legs were bruised. James happened to come back the next day.

He had held little Natalie in his arms and shed tears, saying sorry to her.

He'd always been cowardly and listened to Madison no matter what. However, that time, he'd fought with Madison and made her stop beating Natalie.

James had been the only source of light in her miserable childhood.

He was a truly honest and good man, a man who only wanted his family to prosper and be happy.

Yet a man like that died. He was killed by his own daughter.

Before he died, Queenie had even pushed him to the ground and kicked him forcefully until he passed out.

"Yvonne." Natalie suddenly raised her face, which was full of tears. "My father... My father was unconscious for a long time. When the explosion happened, he probably didn't feel any pain. He must have died a painless death, right?"

She gave Yvonne an almost panicked look.

Yvonne felt her heart aching.

She nodded heavily. "Yes, he must have. If your father was unconscious, he wouldn't have been able to feel any pain at all. Maybe when he opens his eyes, he'll be in heaven. A person as good as your father would definitely go to heaven, unlike Queenie. She'll definitely go to hell, and never get another chance at life!"

Natalie did not speak.

He did not have too much of a problem, but he simply could not breathe.

Yuna came to the hospital in the evening.

Peter's butler, Watson, was waiting at the entrance.

"Hello, Watson," Yuna greeted.

He nodded and said, "Miss Sherman, you've arrived."

"How is Grandpa Peter?" Yuna asked gently.

Watson's face, which had always been deadpan, had no expression as usual. "Mr. Whitlock is alright. He needs to stay in the hospital all the time now, but there is no danger."

A thoughtful look flashed across Yuna's eyes.

"I'll go in and see him." Then, Yuna walked into the ward.

Peter was lying on the bed, and Yuna could see that his expression was not good.

Yuna sat down beside Peter and said softly, "Grandpa Peter, I've come to see you."

Peter's fingers twitched.

"Grandpa Peter, I've already heard about what happened to Tobias. Don't be too anxious. I don't think he's dead," Yuna said.

Peter suddenly became agitated, and his fingers were shaking violently.

Yuna held Peter's hand and said, "Grandpa Peter, don't get agitated and listen to me. There were dozens of men at the shore, and there were people on the ship as well. The police managed to find shreds of their clothing, but they didn't manage to find anything belonging to Tobias. Don't you think that's a little odd, Grandpa Peter?" Peter's trembling fingers froze all of a sudden.

"Grandpa Peter, if something really happened to Tobias, there's no way that there would be no traces left whatsoever. But the problem is that there really aren't any, so I think he's probably fine."

"It might sound crazy, but something is definitely afoot if they found things belonging to everybody else except for Tobias."

Peter's pupils dilated all of a sudden.