“I''ve eaten, Natalie. Are you okay?" His voice was tinged with caution.


    "I''m fine. I''m having dinner. Just focus on your sses."


    Caleb replied, "Okay! I''m relieved you''re all right.”


    "Yeah, don''t worry. No one can bully me."


    Natalie chatted happily with Caleb for a few more moments before hanging up.


    Sebastian put down his utensils. Watching her smiling face, he frowned and asked, "He''s that concerned about you?"


    “What? Am I not allowed to have people who care about me?” Her gaze was cold.


    When Sebastian met her cold, distant gaze, he felt a sharp sting in his heart, a prickling pain.


    "That''s not what I meant..."


    “Sebastian, you have no right to dictate my life. I''m only sitting here because you threatened me. My brother will eventually grow strong enough."


    With that, Natalie lowered her head and went back to eating.


    "Oh, right. Since you won''t admit the child is yours, Joanna will probably keep clinging to you. I think you should face up to your responsibilities sooner rather thanter."


    Natalie opened her phone and yed Joanna''s words for Sebastian to hear.


    “Listen carefully. Joanna said the child is yours. Sebastian, do you know how lovely children are? How can you let your own child be subjected to gossip?"


    After this, Sebastian would have to divorce her, right?


    But Sebastian said nothing. He lowered his head and ate. After a few bites of cabbage, he said, “Send me a copy of that recording."


    "Ah...” Natalie looked at him and smirked. “I get it, I get it. After all, it''s the voice of your beloved. You must want to listen to it over and over every day."


    Sebastian was taken aback. He looked at her with his deep eyes, realizing that''s what she thought.


    Looking at the mischievous glint in her eyes, the anger that had started to rise in him instantly vanished.


    "Is this kind of nonsense all you think about all day?"


    Sebastian suppressed his anger, his voice tight.


    Natalie sent him the recording before replying, "Of course. I spend all day thinking about how to divorce you. Joanna keeps feeding me. evidence, which makes me very happyd out I was living If she with you, I think our next stop would be the courthouse."


    Natalie stopped talking. The more she spoke, the angrier she got. She''d gone to all this trouble to make nice hot pot dinner, and she wasn''t


    going to ruin it by storming off


    because of Sebastian.


    As for why she dared to say such things, it was because she truly wasn''t afraid of anything anymore.


    She had already died once; she couldn''t let herself be so suppressed.


    Speaking her mind freely was what she wanted to do. In her past life, her restraint had led to a miserable end.


    Natalie buried her head in her food and ate heartily.


    Sebastian watched her eat with gusto. He''d been in a bad mood and had no appetite.


    But seeing her enjoy her food so much, his appetite returned. He was miserable. He had thought about letting her go, but he knew that.


    without the bond of marriage, fe


    Natalie feft, she would nevere


    back.


    The men around her were all outstanding.


    But he only had her.


    Sebastian ate in silence. He had grown ustomed to her cooking; it was better


    than anything he could get outside.


    The two finished their dinner in silence. Natalie quietly cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.


    Sebastian watched her go into the kitchen before heading upstairs and dialing Joanna''s number.


    “Sebastian.” Joanna''s pleasantly surprised voice came from the other end.


    Sebastian''s eyes were bloodthirsty, his voice even colder. "You told Natalie you''re carrying my child?"