Rebirth Of Vengeance

Chapter 76

Natalie stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him, thinking, 'He sounded as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I was right about him-he brought me back for nothing more than to be his maid. She sneered, "What does whether you eat or not have to do with me? I've already eaten."

After saying that, she was about to leave.

Easton's cold voice echoed behind her. "Natalie, get down here and make me dinner. I want beef and potato pottage. If I don't get it tonight, your company will go bankrupt by tomorrow." Natalie took a deep breath.

She thought, 'Damn it, this bastard has finally found a way to threaten me. Even after being given a second shot at life and signing the divorce papers, I still can't cut ties with him.'

"Fine, just wait," Natalie snapped, stomping upstairs while thinking of how to get herself out of this mess.

She thought, 'It's not the right time to go head-to-head with Easton. Jennifer will get rid of him eventually. So I'll just play along and wait. It's just a meal. I've cooked for him plenty of times before.'

Natalie went to the room she used to stay in. Everything was just as she had left it.

This was her first time back since she'd been transported from the future, yet she felt no attachment to the place.

She had already moved on after being overwhelmed by despair, so this place and everything else no longer stirred any emotion in her.

She went to the closet, picked out something more comfortable to wear, and changed into a pair of comfy shoes. Then, she sent a message to her grandfather and brother. [Grandpa, don't worry about me. I'm fine. I'll be home soon.] Lambert replied: [Is that brat Easton giving you a hard time?]

Natalie texted: [Grandpa, he won't be able to do it anymore. Don't worry. I'll take care of myself.]

James replied: [If anything happens, call me.]

Natalie texted: [I will! If there's trouble, you'll be the first one I call.]

Smiling, she slipped her phone into her pocket, grabbed her bag, and headed downstairs.

Without so much as a glance at Easton, she made her way straight to the kitchen.

Easton hated having outsiders around, so usually, it was just the two of them in the house, but most of the time, she was the only one there.

She was very familiar with this place.

She found the ingredients in the fridge, prepared them, and set the soup to simmer. She also cooked some spaghetti for Easton

Easton sat on the couch, going over some documents, occasionally glancing up at the kitchen.

Watching Natalie move around in the warm light of the kitchen made him feel at ease.

had prepared three dishes and a

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the cabinet, but it slipped from her grip, crashed to the ground,

This was one of the

and Easton

saw the broken mug,

asked, crouching down to take a closer

reached into the cabinet and pulled out an identical mug-the

was stunned and looked at

She said calmly, "These are the matching mugs I had made on the third day after we got married. Maybe the mug knew we were divorced, so it broke on its own. Perfect timing." Natalie picked up the shards and threw them into the trash

he had no idea

"Natalie, this mug held meaning

didn't respond. She found a different

She was thirsty.

need to stay tonight since

Natalie said as she served some spaghetti for

the trash can before walking

from Natalie, he commanded, "You

another bite. "No, thanks. I'm full. And don't worry. I didn't poison the food. I've always treated food with respect

trusted her on

a sip, and found that it tasted exactly as

dishes, he ended up eating a

fork, he glanced at

he said, "Natalie, I was wrong to blame you for everything before. From now on, I'll

job tomorrow. I won't give you the chance to threaten me again. What makes you think that after all the pain you've caused me, a simple apology would make me come back? "I would rather die

he

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the

how deeply she had loved him and devoted all her energy to him during their two years

she said

her mug, which held special meaning,

rising sense of irritation