Chapter 11 Property Dispute

When Natalie came out, she saw Cedric and Bianca’s cars parked side–by–side.

Both of them stood outside with cold expressions.

Cedric saw Natalie and took a step forward, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Natalie didn’t look at him.

She walked past him and headed toward Bianca’s car.

However, she felt someone grab her wrist tightly. She looked up to see Cedric.

“I’ll drive you home,” he said.

“Home?” Natalie laughed bitterly. “That place hasn’t been my home for a long time.”

She shook off his hand calmly.

A heart would die after experiencing such a great calamity.

It was impossible for the others with her right now to understand that statement.

In her previous life, Natalie had panicked at this moment because Cedric had always been in control. She

had been brought to the police station and had only been released after three days.

And that was only because Bianca had bailed her out.

“Natalie!”

The man’s voice trembled. Natalie turned her head to look at him.

She gazed into his alluring eyes, his sharp nose, and his perfectly chiseled features. Every aspect she

could see was captivating.

was such a perfect man. It was no wonder that even after marriage,

still desire

she had been unable to resist

looking at him, she wished she

“Let go,” Natalie said.

tone that was icy and

she

this, his heart skipped a

hand away and

without a moment’s hesitation.

the view of her

like a gentle

ability to push people thousands of

a gaunt look

night, she appeared to have lost weight. Already petite, her chin seemed even more pointed

hand adorned with a red Cartier bracelet, was passed

said, “Have some

replied and

cap, Bianca saw Natalie’s predicament and reached out her hand.

Natalie was stunned.

“I can do it!”

even open a bottle cap? Did she give off

very small, and the fingers trying to unscrew the cap seemed fragile. It was

was why he had been helping her with everything since

into

Bianca decided to let her be. Finally, Natalie managed to open the bottle and

half the bottle, her inner turmoil still

“Bia.”

“Yeah?”

treat me

was calm and seemed cultivated over the years

a deep breath and replied, “If you want to break down, you can scream or cry

less of you for

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