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CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Chapter 681
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Sean pursed his lips at her sneeze. “I have a lighter in my pocket. You can use it to light some firewood for

warmth.”

Natalie's eyes brightened at his words. “You have a lighter? Why didn't you collect some wood and build a fire

sooner then?”

“I can't walk,” Sean muttered as his gaze landed on his crooked leg.

Her eyes widened as he followed his gaze. “Your leg-”

“It is broken,” Sean interrupted and finished her sentence. His nonchalance made it seem like they were talking

about dinner instead of discussing his broken limb.

Natalie's voice shook as she commented, “No wonder you said you can't walk.”

“Oh, both my arms are dislocated as well,” Sean added.

Natalie took a deep breath and looked at him in pity. “Damn, that's really unlucky of you.”

She had merely suffered minor scratches and cuts from the fall.

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The state of his injuries were shocking.

Coughing lightly, Sean said, “Yes. I was very unlucky.”

He did not know what had possessed him to place himself beneath Natalie as the branch snapped. She was

relatively unscathed because he had used his own body to cushion her.

He would never have done that in a million years; yet, he did not feel regret at the sight of his injured limbs.

I must have gone mad.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

Natalie walked toward him. “Where's your lighter?”

“It's in my right pocket, just above my thigh.” He indicated the exact spot with his gaze.

Natalie instantly felt awkward at the placement of his lighter. She felt reluctant to retrieve it.

Amused, Sean looked at her and teased, “Why? Are you scared you'll touch something off-limits?”

Natalie glared at him. “Who says I'm scared?”

She immediately reached her hand into his pocket and grabbed the lighter.

So much for propriety. I could care less since I'm freezing to death.

Natalie inspected the lighter. Though it was out of shape, it worked fine, so Natalie sighed in relief.

“I'll collect some firewood; wait for me here,” she said to Sean and left the cave.

The mountain forest was shrouded in mist after the recent rainfall. The fresh air in the mountains provided a

welcome respite from the polluted air of the city.

Natalie stretched out her arms and took a deep breath. She then set out and walked around carefully in search of

firewood.

I must have gone mad.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

She had collected a sizeable pile of wood, though some of them were wet. That's the best I can do. With that

thought, she headed back to the cave.

She had collected a sizeable pile of wood, though some of them were wet. That's the best I can do. With that

thought, she headed back to the cave.

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Sean was leaning against the cave wall with his eyes closed. He shivered vigorously from the cold and the pain in

his injured limbs. His face was sallow, while his lips were pale. It made for a sorry sight.

Hmph, serves you right! Despite these thoughts, Natalie was genuinely worried about his survival. She hurried to

make a fire.

The process was, however, fraught with challenges.

Natalie found some dry leaves in the cave, which appeared to have been blown in earlier by the wind. She

managed to use them as kindling to set up a fire.

She piled all the firewood she had collected on the fire. Soon enough, the inside of the cave warmed up from her

efforts.

Natalie removed her jacket and hung it across the fire. The rest of her clothes were still wet, but she could only rely

on her body heat to dry them.

After drying her jacket for a while, Natalie retrieved it and set it aside. She approached Sean and nudged him. “Get

up.”

Sean opened his eyes, and he seemed disgusted by Natalie's scruffy appearance.