Reborn From Oblivion
Chapter 320

Cameron agreed with a frown, not entirely thrilled.

Greta's mood shot up like a rocket. She finally had a small victory.

Taking the chance to boost Greta's spirits, Miranda chimed in, "Look, Greta, see how much Cameron cares about you."

But the universe had other plans.

When Cameron came back with a diamond necklace for Greta, she made sure to unbox it right in front of Nathalie. As the platinum chain and its tiny, rice-sized diamond pendant were revealed, Nathalie couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Greta, your husband really knows how to pamper you. You asked for a diamond necklace, and he got you one. But with his taste, I might as well have given you some of my freebies. The diamonds on those are bigger than yours." Greta's face soured instantly.

Greta went back into the room, threw the necklace at Cameron, and buried her face in the pillow, sobbing. "Is this how you're treating me now? Didn't you see Nathalie practically spitting her insults at me? I wanted you to back me up, and instead, you let her laugh at me. Cameron, do you even love me anymore?"

Cameron was worn out. "I do love you. It's just that I've had so many expenses lately, and I can't just splurge."

Greta was taken aback. She slowly raised her head, seeing Cameron without his usual aura of wealth. Suddenly, he seemed just like any other guy. She scoffed, "You swore you'd never let me suffer. And now, not even long after the wedding, here we are..."

Cameron slammed his phone onto the table. He couldn't endure Nathalie's mockery because of his guilt towards her, but could he endure Greta's too? "I went through hell and back to marry you. I even faced everyone who turned against me. And now you blame me? If you think I'm holding you back from your dream life, then let's get a divorce."

Greta turned white as a sheet. She wasn't ready to face a divorce.

She clung to Cameron, admitting her fault, "Cameron, I'm sorry. I didn't want to outdo Nathalie, but she got under my skin, and I just wanted to keep my dignity."

Her talent for acting vulnerable was unmatched, and her tears softened Cameron's resolve.

At the door, Nathalie, having overheard their spat, wore a wicked grin.

Once upon a time, it was her and Cameron behind these walls, bickering because of Greta. Now, it was Greta and Cameron clashing, with her stirring the pot. "Greta, I'm here to give you back everything you dealt me," Nathalie whispered as she slipped away.

The Brown family was on edge, perhaps because of Nathalie's constant meddling. Patrick was already frail and suddenly had a severe hypertension episode one

night, triggering a heart attack that

left him in critical condition.

In a panic, Miranda rushed to get Greta and Cameron. "Greta, your dad's unconscious. We need to get him to the hospital, fast."

Greta, however, grumbled, "Why is he sick again?"

Miranda felt a coldness seep into her heart, remembering how she and Patrick never complained about Greta's constant illnesses. And now, Greta was the one complaining about Patrick? Had Miranda been wrong to pamper such an ungrateful person?

Sensing Miranda's displeasure, Greta quickly shifted from irritation to concern. "I'll fetch Nathalie. She's strong and healthy - the perfect person to stay up all night with Dad."

"Greta, you're so calculating. It's almost like a slap to my face," Nathalie said. She had been awakened by the chaos and leaned against the wall in her pajamas, watching the spectacle unfold.