She couldn''t escape. Finally seizing an opportunity, Natalie bit down hard on Sebastian''s lip.


    "Hiss..."


    Sebastian winced in pain and pulled back. His lip was already swelling and turning red. Seeing Natalie''s own eyes flushed with anger, he smirked, his voice dangerously seductive. "Natalie, you''re my wife. Are you refusing to perform your spousal duties?"


    Natalie wiped her mouth forcefully, her eyes full of disgust. "Joanna''s pregnant and can''t satisfy you, so now you''reing after me? You''re a real cheater. You want me to fulfill my duties? Dream on."


    She quickly scrambled off the bed, putting a safe distance between them.


    The charged atmosphere was instantly shattered by her words.


    Sebastian''s expression turned cold. Seeing her look of revulsion wounded him, and his handsome face darkened. "The baby is Robert''s, Natalie. Haven''t you been reading the news?"


    Natalie stared at his swollen lip, where a thin line of blood was beginning to form. With his dark, brooding eyes, he looked both broken and dangerously beautiful.


    She sat on the carpet, yelling furiously, "What''s the point of reading the news? Everyone knows about you two. Even I, the official wife, know how much you care about your little mistress. Now that she''s pregnant, after you''ve wasted so many of her years, are you going to waste your child''s time too?"


    Natalie was trembling with rage.


    He wanted her to perform her spousal duties? He could forget it.


    Sebastian frowned, staring at her intently. So this was what it felt like not to be believed. It was agonizing.


    Before, he had been the one who refused to believe Natalie, who wouldn''t even listen to her exnations.


    Now, she not only refused to believe him but also refused to listen. So this was the kind of helpless, frustrating feeling it created.


    Sebastian closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the desire was gone, reced by a calm emptiness.


    He pointed to the milk on the table. "Drink your milk and get some sleep."


    With that, Sebastian left. As he stood up, he touched his lip. Hiss. It really hurt.


    He smiled azy, wicked grin. "Such a little wildcat. But I like it. Natalie, your lips..." He paused deliberately, his voice lifting with yful amusement. They''re so sor


    The heat rushed to Natalie''s face. She red at him furiously. If he wasn''t holding her brother over her head, she would have walked out right then and there.


    Natalie flopped onto the bed, miserable. Fate had given her a chance to live again, so why hadn''t it given her the power to stand up to Sebastian?


    No, no, she couldn''t think like that. She shouldn''t be too greedy. Just being reborn had already helped her avoid so much danger.


    The only thing she hadn''t managed to avoid was Sebastian.


    Tomorrow, she needed to buy some stocks. She remembered there was apany whose shares were about to soar.


    Forgetting about Sebastian, Natalie picked up her phone and called Marshall.


    "Natalie, calling me at this hour? Miss me?" Marshall''s voice was teasing but warm and pleasant.


    Natalie knew he always liked to joke


    around. "Marshall, remember how I said I''d help you invest in stocks? Let''s do it tomorrow lust remember you have to sell the three dayster. I''m putting in two


    hundred million. You can decide how


    much you want to invest


    Marshall was shocked. "Natalie, two hundred million dors all at once? What if you lose everything?"


    Natalie rolled her eyes, insulted. "Someone once boldly bought two billion dors of a single stock im just buying two hundred million. It''s not a big deal. I''ll pick you up at 9 a.m. tomorrow. Are you in or out?"