Richest Mogul

As Natalie watched Jeremy disappear into a car, a wave of nausea washed over her, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. Her mind reeled, struggling to grasp the reality before her.

The driver had to call out to her several times before she finally snapped back to reality, her face pale.

The car Jeremy was in disappeared from her sight.

“Sorry. Let’s go,” Natalie mumbled.

The driver noticed Natalie’s pale face. She had been so lively and cheerful when she got into the car. He then remembered her phone call. Putting two and two together, a flicker of understanding crossed his

face.

said, “You’ve recently gotten married, haven’t you? Don’t be too heartbroken. Take some time for yourself to explore. Sometimes, you need to focus on yourself more. Don’t lose yourself in a relationship.”

didn’t always signify being loved more. He viewed men as generally practical and realistic in matters like these.

no need to elaborate further, sensing

tangled mess. The driver’s words, though kind, seemed

through the motions of returning home, and before she knew it, she

phone startled her. It was Austin. “Are you home?”

voice muffled. Only then did she realize she had been crying Into fier paste just

voice was thick with

paused briefly before asking,

just watched a show,” Natalie stammered. “The male lead deceived the female lead.

much, but he still lied to her. Are there no

out, a desperate plea for reassurance that contradicted