Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

Chapter 182

Natalie watched the chaos she had set in motion with a wicked sense of satisfaction, feeling both exhilarated and a bit sore. Greta's tears, Kristina's fainting, and Cameron's helplessness... Why should she care? "Nellie, did you call Greta and my mom here?" Cameron demanded.

Natalie flashed a sly grin. "Sure did. So, Cameron, what's your plan to thank me?"

Cameron's eyes blazed with a fury that could melt steel. "Thank you? You drove my mom to this state, and you think I should be grateful?"

Natalie raised an eyebrow. "Come on, Cameron, be sensible. Your wife's the one who pushed your mom over the edge, not me. Shouldn't you be having this chat with her instead of your well-meaning ex-wife? That's just plain ungrateful." "Nellie-you've always been a handful, and I've put up with it. But this time, you've really crossed the line. Playing games with Greta and my mom's health is unacceptable," Cameron fumed, his words nearly tripping over his anger. "I'll never forgive you." Natalie chuckled, shaking her head. "Cameron, as if your forgiveness is something I need."

"I guess I've been way too easy on you," Cameron muttered through gritted teeth.

Natalie let out a hearty laugh. "Well, don't you worry. I'm curious to see what happens when you finally get tough. What'll it be like when you lose to me?"

her heels clicking

He had faked being drunk today, secretly believing that Natalie, who had once been head over heels for him, couldn't just stop loving him overnight. Her decision to

show her a glimpse of his softer side, maybe she'd let her guard down. If there was still flicker of feeling for him, he could

needed was to play the role of a devoted lover

demeanor today gave him chills. Even when he was supposedly drunk and in pain, she didn't bat an eye. Instead, she coolly orchestrated a text to his wife and mother, setting up a dramatic

She was ruthless.

a complete idiot. Nellie didn't love him anymore. Once he realized this, Cameron felt an unexpected void inside

up to find it was already noon

out. A shadow of stubble was on his face. He looked

saw him, Kristina pointed to the door. "Get out. I don't want to see you,