Chapter 17 Irreparable Rift

Just as Cedric was about to explode, a knock at the door interrupted him.

It was the butler, who announced, “Sir, Mr. Lewis is here.”

“Have him wait in the study,” Cedric instructed.

Natalie’s face turned even colder upon hearing that Stefan had arrived.

Stefan Lewis was Cedric’s best friend. He owned a private detective agency, and there was nothing he couldn’t uncover if one was willing to pay. Many wealthy women had sought him out to find evidence of

their husbands‘ infidelity.

And Natalie… knew all too well what Stefan had brought for Cedric today. It was the evidence that would push her husband’s feelings for her to the brink.

“If you ever dare to mention divorce again, I won’t let you off,” said Cedric, each word dripping with

venom, before he turned and left.

Watching his retreating figure, Natalie eventually closed her eyes.

But as Cedric was about to step out the door, she couldn’t help but call out, “Wait.”

“What else do you want to say?”

trust do you have left

Natalie, this was a foolish question.

a different lifetime, she… was still afraid! Even

she was afraid and helpless. She feared that her relationship with Cedric would be destroyed in an instant. Thinking about how his level of trust in her

turned to look at her. When their eyes met, Natalie observed him carefully, trying

“I have

away, heading

in the same spot for a long, long time, not moving a

alas, what is meant to happen would always

took a

like a mummy. With her eyes

in the room – Christina, whose eyes were currently filled with

thought that she would drag

could have Natalie thrown in jail. Who could have known that

prison. Even her mother, who had always doted on her, had been too caught up in the Johnson family’s public image to pay her any

lengths to exonerate herself,

demeanor was no longer as dignified as

the necessary arrangements been made?” asked

of, and my

assured her

breathed a sigh of

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