He had oncee across a quote: ''You only shine so brightly because she loves


    you. When she no longer loves you, you are nothing.''


    "Let''s talk," he said in a low voice.


    Natalie looked at him, her eyes lighting up. “About the divorce?"


    Sebastian choked on his words, his tone heavy. "Natalie, I''ve told you, we''re husband and wife. A divorce is impossible."


    Natalie red at him. "You rotten bastard, have you no conscience? I took care of you like a maid for two years, and now that I want a divorce, you pull this on me. Just sign the papers and stop getting in my way of finding a younger man."


    Natalie decided that speaking to him nicely was getting her nowhere.


    Maybe some vulgarity would get through.


    Sebastian''s anger red. “Natalie, are you that desperate for a man? Is it because I didn''t satisfy you during our marriage that you''re now so empty you need to find someone else?" In his rage, Sebastian spoke without thinking.


    Natalie shot him a disdainful look. “Mr. Griffith, I should thank you for not touching me. If you had, I probably would have thrown up everything I''ve ever eaten."


    “After all, Joanna has slept with everyone from Mr. Wilson tomon thugs. If you had slept with me, I''d probably be disgusted with myself for the rest of my life."


    Sebastian shuddered. In the stark ck of his coat, his handsome face looked even colder, almost ascetic.


    He was naturally blessed with deep-set eyes that gave him an air of detachment. "Natalie, I didn''t..."


    "You''re here." Keith''s voice suddenly cut in, interrupting Sebastian.


    Seeing Keith, Natalie''s face lit up with a genuine smile. "Mr. Jones, you''re finally here. Here are the designs. I''m heading back now, but I''ll call you if anythinges up."


    Keith looked puzzled. "You''re noting up? We have that orange juice you like."


    Natalie shook her head. "I won''te up this time. You should have brought some down with you."


    Keith smiled. “I thought you''d want toe up for a bit. It''s been a while since you''ve been here."


    Natalie nced around. When her


    grandfather had handed the


    visited once or twice Keith had been managing it all af?ng.


    "You''re right. I haven''t been here in two years."


    Natalie smiled. "Well, Mr. Jones, I''ll be on my way."


    Seeing Sebastian, Keith didn''t press the issue and simply nodded.


    After Natalie left, Sebastian turned to Keith. "Mr. Jones, about what we discussed earlier..."


    "Mr. Griffith, I''ve thought it over. I agree to the coboration."


    Sebastian smiled faintly. "Good. Let''s have dinner sometime to discuss the contract."


    Keith replied, "Sounds good. I''ll head back upstairs now. Take care, Mr. Griffith."


    Once Keith was gone, Sebastian went after Natalie.


    She was just about to get into her car when Sebastian grabbed her arm.


    Natalie looked down at his hand on her arm, then back up at his face.


    Her eyes shed with disgust. "What do you think you''re doing? Let go of me."


    Sebastian pulled her toward his car.


    With a sharp bang, the car door mmed shut.


    Sebastian looked at Sean. "Let''s go."


    Natalie was furious. "Mr. Griffith, please stop doing this. I don''t want to be in the same car as you."


    Sebastian


    urned to face her. She


    wore light makeup that enhancedet


    her natural beauty, a woman whose smile could light up a city >


    He smiled coolly, a hint of


    recklessness in his eyes. "Natalion et


    don''t forget you''re still my wife have every right to demand you fulfill your wifely duties."


    Natalie suddenly grew tense. "Mr. Griffith, is Joanna not home? No one to satisfy you?"