CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

Does he think he can just threaten me? Does he really think that I'd be scared?

“Fine, if you're so adamant about waiting, then go ahead!” growled Natalie before she turned the intercom off and returned to the dining table.

She was a little exasperated when she saw how both her kids were staring at her and not eating properly. She pulled up a chair and asked, “What's wrong?”

“Mommy, is that Daddy?” asked Sharon while blinking innocently.

Connor never said a word, but his expression showed that he wanted to ask the same question.

Natalie had no intentions to hide anything from the kids. As such, she stroked Sharon's head and replied calmly with a smile, “You shouldn't call him Daddy anymore. Adress him as Mr. Shane from now on.”

Even though Shane had already learned the truth and knew that Natalie's mom was not the driver who killed his parents, she still wanted a divorce from him.

Sharon seemed reluctant to change how she addressed Shane, but her mom seemed persistent, so she murmured an affirmative reply.

“Mommy, what is Mr. Shane doing here?” asked Connor. “I don't know. I didn't ask,” lied Natalie while shifting her gaze away.

Connor saw through the lie, but he didn't point it out. He nodded and replied, “I see. Okay.”

“Mommy, aren't you going to let Mr. Shane in?” asked Sharon again as she sipped some soup from her spoon.

leave things be. You two are not allowed to open the door as

Sharon before

dinner went

he remained standing

wouldn't open the door, and he understood that standing there was just a waste of time.

whether she opened the door was irrelevant to the fact that

so he would show his

the door and started smoking. He finished one cigarette after

his cell phone

his cell phone out to check the screen. It was a

was a little coarse because he had been smoking for a

hospital for a final check-up? Why aren't you here yet?” asked Jackson from the

temple and replied,

wasn't lying about

be here, then?” asked Jackson while

head to the apartment and noted how the door was tightly closed. He

wrong?” asked

at the ceiling as regret filled his eyes. “I need to apologize

confusion. “What happened? Did

my parents. I accused my mother-in-law of