Natalie whipped her head around and saw Sebastian.


    He pulled her behind him and strode forward, swiftly taking down the other two men. His movements were fast, precise, and ruthless, leaving them no room to fight back.


    Even Natalie was surprised. When did Sebastian learn to fight like that?


    The three meny on the ground, staring in terror at the powerfully built man looming over them. The look on his face was so dark he looked like a demon straight from hell.


    The sudden turn of events had caught thempletely off guard, and they trembled in fear.


    Natalie watched his strikes, noting how cunning they were. When had he trained for this?


    It dawned on her then that she didn''t really know Sebastian at all.


    It wasn''t his fault that he didn''t love her. Just because she loved him didn''t mean he had to love her back.


    But he shouldn''t have been in cahoots with the Scott family and Joanna when they were framing her.


    Sebastian pulled out his phone and dialed the police.


    The three men were practically in tears. One of them sobbed, "Mister, I''m still in college! I can''t get a criminal record! Please, let us go! How will I find a job if this is on my record?"


    Sebastian looked at him coldly. "If you knew you couldn''t afford a criminal record, you should have valued your clean te. You deserve whatever you get."


    The man went silent.


    He was done for. He curled up on the ground, wincing in pain, too afraid of Sebastian''s fists to say another word.


    The man hit way too hard. They had beenpletely powerless against him.


    Sebastian turned to Natalie. Her eyes were still red, and a pang of guilt hit him. He said sarcastically, "I thought you said we live in a civilized society, that there was no danger. Natalie, don''t you know a face like yours is dangerous?"


    "If you''re going to look that seductive, you shouldn''t be out at night tempting people."


    Natalie''s eyes widened in disbelief. So, it was her fault for being beautiful?


    "Thank you for earlier," she said, too exhausted to argue.


    She finally understood the best form of revenge: silence. Ignoring him. She would give him a taste of his own medicine.


    Sebastian frowned. "Do you have to be so formal?"


    Natalie looked up, her eyshes clumped together with tears.


    His brow furrowed. She cried so easily. She must have been terrified. He had been toote.


    "Well, there are no feelings between us. A little formality is appropriate."


    Sebastian froze. He had said those very words to her before.


    He sneered, "So you''ve gotten smarter, have you? Using my own words against me?"


    Natalie remained silent.


    Sebastian hated this new, quiet Natalie. The old Natalie always had so much to say to him.


    Ever since Joanna returned, their rtionship had deteriorated.


    Now, they couldn''t even stand the sight of each other.


    She still didn''t speak. Sebastian''s anger red. "Why aren''t you talking?"


    Natalie looked down, her expression distant. "I don''t talk to people who are blind in both their eyes and heart."


    Sebastian''s lips thinned. Just then, patrol exined the situation, and the three men were taken away


    the arrived. Het


    One of them, his face beaten to a swollen pulp, red at Sebastian.


    "Mister, I didn''t eveny a finger on her! Why''d you beat me up so bad?"


    The man was still crying and cursing as he was led away.


    Sebastian didn''t spare him a second nce. He turned to Natalie and said, "I take you home. I''ve already found a few good universities. WIL send you abroad to study.


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