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.

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

and still

had been unable

him, she wished she

“Let go,” Natalie said.

two words were said in a tone that was icy and devoid

thought she was

like this, his heart

Natalie forcefully pulled her hand

without a moment’s hesitation.

with the view of her

and usually looked like a gentle soul who needed to be

towering, with the ability to push people thousands of miles away

Natalie had a gaunt look on her

weight. Already petite, her chin seemed even more pointed

fair hand adorned with

“Have some

replied and accepted

cap, Bianca saw Natalie’s predicament and

Natalie was stunned.

“I can do it!”

open a bottle cap? Did she give off such an

cap seemed fragile. It was as if a little more force would break her

that impression in the past, which was why he had been helping her with

had been nurtured into

Natalie

bottle, her

“Bia.”

“Yeah?”

treat me like

cultivated over the years

you want to

will think less of you

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