Chapter 373 Dream Come True

Nacy's heart was beating faster, and she broke into a cold sweat. She couldn't believe that Simon, the chirpy guy, who was always full of life, was struggling for his life. 'Was this his last flicker of life?' Nacy thought as she continued to stare at Simon's handsome face.

"Simon, stay still. Mandy said that your condition is critical. This could be the last time that I get to see you." Nacy swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat.

"Yeah? Is that what she said? Why don't you call her and ask if this is my last flicker of life?" Simon shifted his legs down and sat on the edge of the bed, with one leg across the other, and waggled his eyebrows.

Nacy did not look pleased with him. She pulled the phone from her handbag and called Mandy.

The phone rang for a while before it got connected.

"Mandy, Simon is awake, but he is acting a little weird. Umm...I don't know what to do..." Nathan cut her off before she could complete her sentence.

"Nacy, it's Nathan. Listen to me: Simon was not hit by a car. All of this is an act to make you understand your feelings for him. I've booked the presidential suite in the Campbell Hotel for you young love birds. It's a pretty romantic place that would be the perfect way to end the night. Oh, your room number is 527. Have fun, and you don't have to thank me," Nathan said in one go before disconnecting the call and turning the airplane mode on.

He grinned happily and placed his phone on the bedside table and got back to snuggling with Mandy. He let out a contented sigh when Mandy's sweet scent enveloped him.

However, things were different at the JR Hospital.

A smile tugged on the corners of Nacy's lips, but it was replaced by anger when she saw the smug look on Simon's face. She slipped the phone back into her bag and turned on her heels to leave.

She was seething with rage and couldn't look at Simon's face.

Simon blew out a loud breath and jumped off the bed. He wrapped his arms around Nacy from behind and pulled her into a firm embrace. Nacy wriggled in Simon's arms, but he was not ready to let her go.

"Simon, you fucking bastard! Let me go before I break your face!" Nacy roared as her rage and frustration erupted out venomously.

She was heartbroken and had spent the entire night crying. She had never been this hurt and depressed before, not even while she was shooting movies. Simon had been too heartless to pull off such a stunt. She couldn

y had advised and would soon impress her.

Nacy turned on the water to the maximum as the jet of water tumbled down her body, making it glisten under the light. Her tight nerves seemed to finally relax.

It had been a crazy night.

Nacy bit her lips and let the water cascade down her body as her stomach flipped with excitement. She was going to spend the night alone in a romantic hotel with Simon, and the thought of it made blood rush in her veins. She was ready to make love to him; she couldn't be happier to lose her virginity to the love of her life.

She quickly wiped her body with the towel and walked out. When Nacy was out, Simon decided to take a shower. He was quick and was back in no time.

The crystal lamp that emitted a subtle glow seemed to make the night even more beautiful. Nacy pulled the quilt against her chest and stared at the ceiling. She was in a daze; everything about this night was romantic.

"Nacy!" A blush colored Nacy's cheeks when she heard Simon's voice.

Her heart was thrumming in her chest, and she began to wonder what he was going to ask. Was he also thinking the same?

"Yeah?" Her voice was thick with lust.

"Can I hold you? Don't worry. I won't hurt you. I don't want to hurry things up in our relationship. We should take it slow, make up for our lost time. I want to love you and worship you before we consummate our relationship." Simon sat on the bed and continued to stare into Nacy's big, dreamy eyes. He did not know how he got this lucky. This night was truly magical; he had finally gotten together with Nacy after years of struggle. What more could he ask for?