Chapter 75

Natalie paused, momentarily stunned. After three years with Darren, she knew exactly what kind of person he was. She never expected he would actually be willing to dance like this. Raising an eyebrow, she slowly turned around. When she saw the grim expression on his face, an inexplicable satisfaction washed over her.

Crossing her arms, she casually took a couple of steps back. "Mr. Luther, what do you mean by 'I guess I danced okay? You sound like you're not really into it." Darren thought. It wasn't just my tone, I was practically radiating resistance! How dare she play the innocent victim after making me do this?"

Darren forced a thin smile and replied. "You don't know if I'm willing or not?"

To his surprise, she quickly jumped in to encourage him. "Mr. Luther, life is too short to do what you don't want to do. Don't force yourself into things you're not happy with."

He thought, 'She is really taking liberties here, isn't she? She tells me not to push myself, but then makes it clear that if I don't dance, she won't meet Grandpa. How clever of her! I can't believe I didn't see how good she was at pushing my buttons before

Darren forced out a laugh and replied, word by word, "I'm not forced. I'm doing this willingly."

Natalie feigned shock and exaggeratedly blinked at him. "But Mr. Luther, from your expression, I really can't see any willingness. How about you give me a smile instead?"

"Natalie."

Natalle Darren's blood pressure seemned to s**e as he quietly warned her, "I'm not

a clown."

"But if you're going to look all miserable, it's better if you don't dance at all: Natalie shrugged.

Darren glared at her for a while, but she simply let him stare. The intimidation tactic he had relied on for three years was no longer effective against her.

He was so frustrated that he couldn't even be angry; all he had was a complicated mix of disappointment and agitation.

Licking his teeth, he couldn't hide a hint of irritation in his voice "Natalie, is this because we got divorced? Are you really holding a grudge against me? Is this your way of making my life harder? You think this will get my attention?" realized that he could say that all he wanted, but she wouldn't be surprised anymore.

Natalie

tilted her head and laughed, "Mr. Luther, if you really think I'm trying to make things harder for you, you're welcome to leave right now. No need to suffer just because of

Her eyes were clear and enchanting. devoid of any strong emotion. That gaze felt strange and

"You've changed. You never used to speak

the mention of the past, Natalie felt a flicker of emotion. But she quickly steadied herself, shaking her head slowly. She had always been herself; she hadn't changed at all. While loving him, she had held back her true self, and

seat and changed the topic without

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Chapter 75

replied, "Let's

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be best if they could return to the Luther residence before dinner. Natalie immediately called for the lights and music, making everything feel like a

help but chuckle inwardly, thinking she was really making mountain out of a molehill. No woman needs. to go this far, no guy would appreciate

bodyguards took about ten minutes to set up everything, and then

her chin as if

performing for her!

the humiliation and biding his time! Just as he was lost in these thoughts, the music began to play softly. Natalie lounged lazily in her chair, resting her chin on one hand. "Are you going to just stand there? Start

a berce glare, Darren shot her a look, grudgingly

just by watching. The essence of the whole performance was in "taking off clothes," but he had no intention of

I am? I'm not

a robot. Just as he hit the third position, Natalie shouted. "Stop"

at

You didn't nail a single move!" She frowned disapprovingly. "If you can't do just say so. You're flailing around like a fish out of water. I'll give

Darren's

with a scornful abbed with irritation. "I can't do it? I'm flailing? Am I embarrassing

ful attitude.

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