Ryan pulled back from the hug to gaze at her.
"Alright, relax. You will just get the same treatment. Your maids can buy you the same cure, okay?" He was trying his best to calm her down.
Natasha reluctantly nodded. She was not willing to look at herself in the mirror.
Ryan looked at the door and called for Laila.
"Your Highness." Laila was swallowing inwardly. For some unknown reason, she always appeared afraid around these people.
"Get the treatment," Ryan ordered.
Laila nodded and turned around, exiting the room. Ryan caressed Natasha's hair and took a deep breath.
"Wait here for me, okay? I'll be back." He tried to stand up, but Natasha grabbed him by the hem of his shirt.
She asked, "Where are you going? Please stay with me."
Ryan smiled at her.
"I will be back. Father and the others are outside. They are worried, so I must explain to them what the problem is."
