With that, Natalie walked away.


    She turned off the live stream as she went.


    "Aaargh!" Delia was about to lose her mind.


    She truly felt like there was nothing she could do to Natalie.


    As Natalie stepped out of the police station, she saw Sebastian standing by his car.


    He was leaning against the vehicle, dressed in a perfectly tailored ck suit, his posture rxed and almostzy.


    When Sebastian saw her, he stepped forward, blocking her path. His voice held a note of warning. "Natalie, you can''t win against Yves. He''s a sly old fox."


    Natalie simply smiled. "So because I can''t win, I should just let them bully me? I nearly died. Don''t I have the right to seek justice for myself?"


    "Sebastian, stay out of my business. Go do whatever you need to do, and don''te looking for me unless it''s about the divorce."


    "Seeing you every other day is getting really annoying."


    It was truly annoying. Reborn, she was determined to avoid all the dangers of her past life and live only for herself.


    Her sharp words made Sebastian''s expression darken. "You''re my wife, I..."


    "But you''re the one who caused all this. You forced me into your car and then kicked me out, which is why I got into that ident. And now you''re telling me I can''t afford to cross the Spencer family. Are you telling me to back down, or are you just afraid they''lle after you?"


    "If it''s thetter, you can rx. Maxwell was only ever after me. It has nothing to do with you. This is my fight, Sebastian, and it has absolutely nothing to do with you."


    In that moment, Natalie seemed to look down on everything. The cold wind whipped through her hair as a faint, cold smile yed on her lips—a smile filled with mockery and disdain.


    That stunning smile sent a jolt through Sebastian. His heart suddenly trembled, a mixture of panic and excitement. The strange emotion was something he couldn''t quite grasp or understand.


    "I just don''t want you to get hurt," he said, his gaze intense.


    He clenched his fists. The Natalie before him now gave him a feeling that she waspletely out of his league.


    "Sebastian, don''t you forget, you''re the one who hurt me."


    If his beloved Joanna had been wronged, he would have already destroyed the person responsible.


    That was the difference between being loved and not being loved.


    Sebastian was worried that this affair would affect herpany, forcing her topromise.


    But she wouldn''t. She hadpromised for Sebastian far many times. She would ne


    herself again. Content belget


    After speaking, Natalie got into her car and sped away.


    Wrong


    Sebastian took a deep breath. How did he get the feeling that Natalie had misunderstood him again?


    Sean was speechless.


    He couldn''t even watch. This


    you could say he didn''t know


    handle a rtionship, yet t


    handle a rtionship, yet he treated


    Joanna like a princess


    But when it came to Natalie, every conversation ended in a fight. They always parted on bad terms.


    He could barely stop himself from wanting to punch Sebastian.


    Sebastian stood there for a long moment before turning to get in his car, but Yves blocked his way.


    Sebastian frowned at him.


    Yves greeted him with a smile. "So it is Mr. Spencer. I thought my eyes were ying tricks on me."


    Did he know Natalie too?


    Sebastian replied coolly, "Is there something I can help you with?"


    Yves asked, "Mr. Spencer, do you know Natalie?"


    Sebastian gave a slight nod. "Yes."


    A glimmer of hope appeared in Yves''


    eyes. As a businessman driven by profit, an idea formed. "Of course, you''re Ms Scott''s fiance and Natalie was kicked out by the Scott family, so of course you know her. Mr. Spencer, might I propose a deal?"