Sebastian waited another hour before he saw Natalie get out of Marshall''s car.


    Natalie smiled and waved goodbye to Marshall. "Marshall, drive safe on your way back."


    Marshall replied, "I will! I''ll call you when I get home."


    Natalie said, "Okay!"


    She watched his car drive off before turning to unlock her gate.


    But before she could, a hand shot out and gripped her wrist tightly.


    Startled, Natalie whipped her head around.


    It was Sebastian, exuding the dangerous aura of a forbidden lover, luring her into an abyss.


    "Natalie, why are you back sote?"


    Natalie found his questionughable. "What business is it of yours when Ie back? We have nothing to do with each other. Let go!"


    Sebastian didn''t let go. Instead, his grip tightened. Under the dim light, his perfect face looked cruel and heartless.


    "Come with me," he said, pulling her along.


    Natalie refused, struggling against his grip. "Sebastian, let go of me! Have you no shame? I''ve made it clear that I don''t want to see you. Why do you keep showing up? Let go! I don''t want anything to do with you..."


    Before Natalie could finish, Sebastian dragged her into his car.


    He fastened her seatbelt, then told Sean to drive to the vi.


    Natalie was beyond frustrated. She demanded, "Where are you taking me?"


    Sebastian''s arrogant gaze fell on her. "Home."


    Natalie was speechless. Home?


    "Excuse me, my home is back there. Where are you taking me?"


    Then she remembered the keys he had given her that morning.


    Natalie looked down at her hand, still held by Sebastian, and felt a wave of disgust.


    "Let go. Don''t touch me. You''re filthy."


    Sebastian''s eyes instantly turned red. "Natalie, you.....”


    "Me what? If you would just agree to a divorce, I wouldn''t have to be so disgusted. You''ve touched her, so don''t touch me. I don''t want to catch anything."


    Sean, in the front seat, was speechless.


    He had to admire Natalie''s courage.


    She... she really dared to say that!


    Sebastian''s hands clenched into fists. She was that disgusted by him?


    “Natalie, as I recall, Marshall isn''t exactly a saint. He messes around with women all


    the time. Why aren''t you disgusted by him?”


    Natalie smiled. "That''s different. He''s


    him, and we''re just friends. But


    you''re my husband, in name. I don''t


    care how many women you were


    with before we got married, but cheatingthe''s on


    after were married? That''s truly filthy.


    "You..."


    He reached for her, as if to choke her, but Natalie quickly recoiled. "Sebastian, you''ve raised your hand to me several times already. I told you wouldn''t tolerate it again One more time, and don''t me me being merciless."


    Natalie warned him coldly.


    Sebastian''s hand froze mid-air. She had a real talent for provoking him, for making him want to kill someone.


    Natalie was actually a bit scared of him. If it came to a real fight, she wouldn''t stand a chance. The bastard was strong.


    He had hit her before, leaving her ears ringing.


    Sebastian took a deep breath. “I''ll exin what was in those photoster. There''s a party tomorrow night, and I need a date. You''reing with me."


    Natalie refused instantly, without giving him any face. "No. You''ve never taken me to any party, and I dont like them anyway. You should take your first love, Joanna."