But a year from now, when the Spencer family fell, all the hidden powers would emerge at once. Natalie didn''t reveal too much. In these powerful families, no one was simple. It was better to offer help from a distance, keeping her own path clear. In this new life, she could only see glimpses of the future. She had to be careful.


    From now on, she would not interfere in the happiness of others. She would only focus on making herself happier.


    Dinner was a pleasant affair. Afterward, Marshall took his grandmother home, while Natalie waited by the road for Luna.


    Instead, two familiar bodyguards approached her. Natalie frowned. If they were here, Sebastian must be nearby.


    As expected, a familiar luxury car pulled up. Natalie''s eyes shed with anger. It was him.


    "Ma''am, the president wants you to get in the car. He says you''ve been away for four months. It''s time to stop ying around ande home."


    The word "ma''am" made Natalie scoff. "Morgan, didn''t you used to call me Ms. Sanders? Stick with that. Don''t disgust me with this ''ma''am'' nonsense."


    Morgan bowed his head, not daring to speak, but maintained his respectful posture. Natalie knew he was just following orders and didn''t want to make things difficult for him.


    "Go tell Sebastian we''re divorced. Tell him to get lost."


    The car window rolled down, revealing Sebastian''s handsome face. His deep eyes were fixed on Natalie, his voice devoid of emotion. "Get in the car. We''re going home."


    "Hah.” Natalie let out a short, incredulousugh. "Sebastian, can''t you afford a divorce?"


    Sebastian''s eyes grew even more intense. "Natalie, get in the car. I don''t want to say it again."


    "And I don''t want to waste any more words on you. I am not going home with you. At Joanna''s birthday party, you were the one who forced me to leave. Now you want me back? Sebastian, did you have a soul transnt, or did someone rece your heart? Or maybe your brain is just waterlogged, and you''ve forgotten what you did? You


    wounded me deeply, and now you want to take me home? What do you take me for? Something you can summon and dismiss at will?"


    Sebastian looked at her unfamiliar expression and fell silent for a long moment. “I was wrong about what happened that night. You did nothing wrong. So, we don''t need to get a divorce."


    Natalie gritted her teeth, wanting to beat the man senseless.


    "Ha..." She let out a cold, desteugh. The memory of him pushing her away without a second thought was still terrifying. How could she ever live under the same roof with him again?


    "Sebastian, you''ve been carrying on an improper rtionship with Joanna Do you want me toe


    back and be your free maid?" The


    thought of his past actions sent a


    sharp pain through her heart.


    Sebastian frowned, his tone dismissive. "I never thought of you that way. It was


    because you did so many things wrong..."


    "Shut up. I never did anything wrong.


    It was you and that bitch, along with that pack of idiots from the Scott family, who framed me. Do you think a half hearted ''I was wrong'' can make up for all the pain I''ve endured? Natalie lowered her gaze The suffering from her past life,bined with this one, left her exhausted. "Sebastian," she said slowly, her voiceced with weariness, "you''ve brought up divorce countless times. I agreed. Why are you still clinging to me?"