Natalie didn''t spare Sebastian a nce as she turned and left with Marshall.


    Sebastian watched her retreating back, his lips pressed into a tight line. He sneered internally. Between Marshall and Matthew, who would Natalie choose?


    She would rather choose either of those men than have him back.


    Wendy watched Natalie leave, feeling utterly helpless.


    Realizing it was Sebastian holding her, she became furious. "Sebastian, is this what you and Joanna wanted? My family is destroyed. I''m begging you, please, leave Natalie alone."


    Wendy clutched Sebastian''s arm desperately, on the verge of dropping to her knees.


    Natalie wanted a divorce, which meant Sebastian must be nning to harm her too.


    Sebastian''s eyes glinted with a cold light. "Mrs. Scott, what nonsense are you spouting? Why would I need to ''leave Natalie alone''? I haven''t done anything to her. And I had no hand in yourpany''s affairs. Why did you say that to everyone earlier?"


    Wendyughed coldly and pushed him away. "Sebastian, you would give your life for Joanna. Without your help, do you think she could have taken over mypany?"


    Sebastian''s lips twisted into a deep, mocking sneer. "Mrs. Scott, I, Sebastian Griffith, am not so despicable as to do something like that. I had no part in Joanna''s takeover of yourpany."


    "Fine! Even if you weren''t involved, then divorce Natalie. I know you''ve always wanted to marry Joanna. You love her more than life itself. Marry her and you two can live happily ever after. Just let Natalie go."


    Her face was streaked with tears. This was the only thing she could do for Natalie now. “Sebastian, I took care of your mother for years. For the sake of that kindness, please, let Natalie go, won''t you?"


    Back when herpany was in crisis, Mr. Griffith Sr. had demanded Natalie''s hand in marriage, and Joanna had conveniently run away.


    At the time, she had favored Joanna, and so she had watched as her own daughter walked into a trap-a trap she herself had pushed her into.


    Sebastian tugged at his cor, a cold smile ying on his lips. "Mrs. Scott, mind your own business. What happens between my wife and me is none of your concern."


    In this lifetime, he would never let Natalie go.


    He would make her love him again, just like she used to.


    Wendy sobbed uncontrobly, watching helplessly as Sebastian walked away.


    Later, Natalie was having dinner with Marshall.


    She was enjoying the steak tonight; it was excellent.


    She ate one piece and drank a ss


    of mineral water. She couldn''t have any more. She had been eating whatever she wantedtely and had at on sopre weight.


    Marshall watched her. “Natalie, you''re only having one piece of steak? Is that enough to fill you up?"


    Natalie frowned. "It''s winter."


    Marshall looked at her, confused.


    He wasn''t shy about asking, “What does winter have to do with it?"


    Natalie sighed in frustration. "You always gain a few pounds in winter."


    "Haha..." Marshall burst outughing. "Natalie, you''re hrious. You''re already so thin, and you''re still worried about dieting? Can''t. hear the wind outside? If you lose another five pounds, it''ll blow you away."


    She was already skinny, yet she wanted to lose weight.


    Natalie patted her slightly rounded stomach and shook her head, resisting temptation. "No, you can''t tempt me anymore. Just eat your food don''t want to gain weight. Losing even five pounds is hard


    enough. I''m not eating."


    Marshall ced a shrimp in her bowl, but his fork was suddenly blocked by another hand.