Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 892 Even If You Were the Last Man on Earth

Nathan was strutting over, still looking annoyingly handsome but with that icy vibe.

Betty flashed back to the first night they met. He was a mess, claiming he was a delivery guy who got into it with some lowlife thief. She felt for him then, 'cause they were both just regular folks trying to get by.

Nathan said, "Betty, Aria might not warm up to you right away, but no worries. I'll get her on board."

All he talked about was his sister Aria, like Betty should be grateful to marry him.

Betty found it hilarious and wanted to smack him, but her hand was still healing and she couldn't move it much.

She couldn't let Nathan mess up her hand any more.

Seeing her quiet, Nathan thought she was on board. "I won't hold the kid thing against you, but don't be so rash next time."

As soon as he finished, Betty looked up at him.

Nathan's heart had been softening, happy to see her, but at that moment, he clearly saw deep-seated hatred in her eyes. He took a step back. Betty said in a cold tone, "Nathan, even if you were the last man on Earth, I wouldn't be with you. Don't bother me again, or else..."

"Or else what?" Nathan tried to grab her hand, but she yanked it away.

Betty gritted her teeth while saying, "Or else I'll show you I can hook up with other guys just like I did with you. After all, I'm already 'tainted."" Nathan went silent, staring at her stubborn face, and for a moment, he believed Betty could really do it.

He had liked her initially because she was different from other women.

dude got out of

Nathan had pulled over when they passed by

asked, "Nathan,

Bay City, a buddy Nathan hung out with. Tonight,

walking towards him,

and he immediately hugged Betty, spinning her

second, a bullet tore through his shoulder. He quickly let go of

was fuming, his face

the guy hit the ground, crawling back a few steps. "Nathan, you saw it too.

the side, casually wiping

a sleazeball who loved exploiting female stars. His family had some cash, not as much as the Whites, but enough to hang with Nathan this late. He had to be one

ripped through the

Nathan would do that; it was just his style. Right there

and the next second,

blazing with anger, the smoking gun

smirked, "Go ahead, kill me. You saw it, I can be with anyone

at his

her, but she aimed to kill

hadn't dodged quickly, the bullet would have pierced

only hit

were full of regret, just