Natalie blinked. Why was Sebastian suddenly here?
The man Sebastian had called "dirty" rolled his eyes back and passed out
Sebastian called the police, and a patrol car arrived quickly to take the men in for questioning.
Sebastian turned to Susan. "Ms. White, I''ll have Sean take you back."
Feeling it was unsafe to be out thiste, Susan agreed. "Natalie, I had no idea this ind was so dangerous. You should go back and get some rest."
Natalie nodded. "Okay! It''s fine, tonight was just an ident. Don''t overthink it. Get some sleep."
She lowered her gaze, her eyes burning with a silent, towering rage. She knew it wasn''t an ident. It was Joanna.
Only she would stoop to something so shameless.
Sean drove Susan back to the hotel.
Sebastian and Natalie were staying at the same hotel, so they walked back together.
Not far away, Horace watched their retreating figures, his eyes zing with fury. Sebastian had actually saved Natalie.
He stood under a coconut tree, making a call.
"I''m afraid Sebastian won''t be divorcing Natalie or marrying Ms. Scott anytime soon. Should we change our ns? He''s refusing to divorce, and Natalie has been living separately for months."
"Sebastian found out about what Ms. Scott did before, and his attitude toward her has been lukewarm at best."
The voice on the other end was deep and raspy. "Don''t worry. Joanna has her ways of making Sebastianpliant. The hypnotist''s influence has worn off, but Joanna''s methods are just as good."
Horace replied, "Yes, sir."
...
Back at the hotel, Natalie finally spoke. "Mr. Griffith, thank you for tonight."
Sebastian frowned at her. With her bright eyes, she possessed an ethereal beauty. "Natalie, I remember during the two years we were together, you always called me Sebastian so gently."
"But now you call me Mr. Griffith with such formality?" His tone grew colder.
Natalie''s expression remained neutral. "Mr. Griffith, times have changed. My love for you died at Joanna''s birthday party, under the force of your p. For us, there is only divorce."
In this life, she really didn''t want to end up dead in a few months.
Natalie turned to open her door.
But Sebastian suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.
Natalie froze. She rarely got this close to Sebastian.
The closest they usually got was three paces apart.
Natalie looked up, her gaze meeting Sebastian''s deep, dark eyes.
She began to struggle, but Sebastian held her tight. "Natalie, you are still my wife."
Then, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
His breath was hot, but Natalie felt nothing but disgust.
How dare he kiss her with the same lips that had kissed Joanna.
Natalie turned her head away and seized the opportunity to p Sebastian across the face.
Sebastian frowned at her. "You dare to hit me?"
He was just exercising his rights as a husband.
Natalie took a step back in disgust, ring at him. "Mr. Griffith, aren''t you ashamed? You love Joanna you sleep with her, and then you use those same lips to kiss me. Even if you''re not disgusted, I am!
"And besides, Sebastian, you bastard... that was my first kiss."
"Natalie, I..."
"Sebastian, I''m back." Joanna appeared suddenly, cutting Sebastian off. She walked over and linked her arm with his.
Natalie''s gaze toward Joanna was ice-cold. She raised her phone and snapped several pictures of the two of them.
Seeing this, Joanna immediately
go of Sebastian and shouted,
"Natalie, what are you
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