Chapter 140

“Relax, Mr. Fowler, I never regret my actions,” Natalia declared with unwavering resolve.

Hamilton felt an oppressive heaviness in his chest. But he said nothing more. He just watched Natalia, waiting until her IV drip was finished before they both left the hospital together.

After eating something and getting a nutrient boost, Natalia felt some of her strength return.

When Hamilton moved to embrace her, she pushed him away.

“I can walk on my own,”

Hamilton let out a derisive snort and didn’t press further.

Exiting the emergency room, Hamilton said, “Let’s head home. I’m not comfortable with you being out and about in your condition. If anything else happens, I don’t want to be your fallback. Plus, the housekeeper made your favorite dish.”

Natalia could sense his attempt to keep her close, but under the circumstances, his gesture felt like a joke.

She lowered her gaze and replied, “No. Please thank the housekeeper for me.”

With that, she hailed a taxi from the curb.

Hamilton felt like he had gone out of his way for her, yet she wouldn’t give him the time of day. He wasn’t about to keep chasing after her. Fuming, he left.

It was only when he got into his car that he noticed the gift bag on the dashboard.

He had sincerely picked out a present for her after work, and the thought of giving it to her had filled him with anticipation. Now, he felt like a fool.

With a cold laugh, he tossed the bag into the glove compartment. She was just a woman, after

all. He didn’t need her.

Hamilton started the car and drove away.

Natalia stood on the sidewalk, her emotions indistinct.

Perhaps there was a sense of relief. After all, she no longer had to entangle herself with Hamilton and Eveleen.

Suddenly, Scarlett called.

“Natalia, how did it go?” she asked, her voice laced with caution.

During the check–up, the medication Natalia had taken was discovered. If Hamilton found out Scarlett had provided the drugs, she feared for her life. Although she had the nerve to berate Hamilton to his face, it didn’t mean she wasn’t afraid of him.

Natalia’s eyes were clouded with complexity. “It’s settled, I suppose.”

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lit up. “He

in

was palpable. She had initially thought Natalia’s approach was too drastic, but now, as long as they

celebrate tonight?”

wryly, “No celebration needed, but I do want to stay at your place for a while.”

apartment. And after the kidnapping, she didn’t want

quickly agreed. “No problem, you can stay as long as you want–even

with Scarlett, Natalia saw a car pull up in front of her. Frowning, she saw the

brings you here?”

she could get an answer, the backseat window rolled down, and Ronin Joyner’s smiling face appeared. “Ms. Jenkins, long time no

the smile, “Mr. Joyner, indeed it’s been

and said, “I’m here for some business, and when I heard Ryan wanted to check on you, I tagged along. Hope

“Of course not.”

she managed to resign from Ivy Gemstone, she might work

would be her boss. She wasn’t about to offend him

with concern. “Why do you look so

It’ll pass.” She paused, then

after her relentlessly, heedless of their own

regret not being a better driver to stop that car. Then you wouldn’t have suffered so

Natalia fell silent.

on the sidewalk? Ms. Jenkins, how about joining us for dinner? We can also

primarily

recently, there had

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seize this opportunity.

nodded in agreement. “Yeah, let’s have a meal. I’ve

She wasn’t very hungry, and after three days with barely any food, her stomach could only

join them because there were things she needed to discuss with both

car, and the three of

entered, they bumped into Victor leaving with

was taken

the sea, his heart had ached inexplicably. He had always treated her like a plaything, yet he found himself genuinely concerned for her. This time, Victor didn’t greet Natalia with his usual mockery. Instead, he asked with

expression was cool, her eyes filled with disdain. “I’m fine, Mr. Henkel. Thanks for

she followed Ryan and Ronin into a private dining

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private

woman standing next to him was growing visibly upset. “Why

dripping with indifference, “My business isn’t your

is it?”

mood swings were as unpredictable as the weather in March. One moment he could be all smiles, and the next, he’d turn as cold as

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