Sebastian pulled Natalie back to his room.


    Natalie was speechless. She struggled, but couldn''t break free from his iron grip. Her wrist ached where he was squeezing it. "Sebastian, why did you drag me up here? Let go, you''re hurting me."


    Sebastian''s deep eyes held a smile, but it was a smile brimming with intense anger. "Natalie, I had no idea you could dance so well."


    He had watched her dance the entire time. She was so vibrant, and ever since she''d left, every time he saw her, he couldn''t look away.


    Watching her dance in perfect sync with that guy, seeing the spark between them when their eyes met, had made him furious.


    She was a great driver, a skilled doctor, a talented designer, and now an amazing dancer. How much had Natalie hidden from him?


    Was this really the girl who grew up in the countryside?


    No. Thest time he''d seen the old man, her grandfather had looked ordinary, but his eyes were sharp, full of wisdom-the eyes of someone who had seen it all. He was definitely no ordinary man.


    Natalie scoffed, looking at his angry, handsome face. So, he was allowed to have a mistress, but she couldn''t even dance with another man?


    "You never paid any attention to my life, never cared what I did every day. Of course you wouldn''t notice that I can dance. I don''t just know street dance; I can do jazz, Latin..."


    Natalie started counting on her fingers.


    But she quickly lost interest and dropped her hands, slumping onto the sofa unhappily.


    Her voice dropped. "Sebastian, we just agreed this morning. In one year, we get divorced and go our separate ways. How can you interfere with me finding a new guy? Do you know what my grandfather''s dream is? For me to have a hundred young, hot guys at my beck and call every day."


    Sebastian sucked in a breath at her words.


    Not one, not two, but a hundred.


    "Natalie, you..."


    Sebastian was breathing heavily with rage.


    Natalie secretly nced up at the furious Sebastian. Around her, he was always so calm andposed. Even when he was angry, he would just warn her in a cold, emotionless tone. Detached and indifferent.


    She had rarely seen him this furious.


    Natalie didn''t understand him. She looked at his dark, handsome face and asked, "I really don''t get you.


    You told me not to bother you


    and


    listened. Fagreed to the divorce, and then you suddenly changed your mind. I''ve never met anyone so fickle."


    Sebastian''s pupils trembled. He didn''t know how to answer her. He wanted to say that he had been wrong about Joanna, that he''d loved the wrong person.


    He didn''t understand love back then; he thought being good to Joanna was love.


    It was only after Natalie left that he understood what love truly was.


    Natalie couldn''t just teach him how to love someone and then walk away, leaving him trapped and unable to escape.


    Seeing him stay silent, Natalie spoke again. "Besides, those are my life ns. What does that have to do with you? What are you so angry about?"


    Natalie was angry too. He had ruined her good mood yesterday, and now he had ruined it again today.


    She was the innocent one here, wasn''t she!?


    "And another thing, I''m out here


    set


    trying to rx and spend time with


    my friends. Why do you keep


    showing up in front of me?


    Natal


    was very, very displeased.


    She felt awful, absolutely awful.


    "So, if I hadn''t shown up, you would have been happy to mess around with those


    guys," Sebastian said, his eyes fixed on her.


    Natalie didn''t see what the big deal was.