Chapter 48
Hearing about this made Natalie feel sick. “Mr. Chambers, Easton and I signed the divorce agreement months ago; we just haven’t gone through the final procedures yet.”
However, she had plans. Since Easton cheated with Jennifer, she could file for divorce unilaterally.
Maurice’s gaze grew even more intense when he learned that the final steps hadn’t been completed. “Natalie, if you need any assistance, just let me know. The lawyers at our firm are excellent.”
“No need. I left with nothing, and as long as Easton agrees to go to the courthouse and get the divorce certificate, it’ll be straightforward,” she said.
If Maurice got involved, things would become complicated. Simple matters should be handled simply.
“Alright, but if you need anything, don’t hesitate to reach out. And thank you again for tonight!” Maurice said.
Natalie wanted him to owe her a favor. “Mr. Chambers, you’re too kind. We’re friends; helping each other is the least we can do.”
Her smile was as sweet as honey, feeling as though she had a strong ally now.
Only then did Maurice lower his head and eat elegantly.
After dinner, Natalie declined Maurice’s offer to drive her home. She contacted Luna and went to the roadside to wait for her.
It was only ten o’clock, and there were still plenty of people out on the streets.
Natalie lifted her lips in a bright, radiant smile, feeling that the night was beautiful.
She wondered why she had been so foolish in the past, shutting herself away in a luxurious villa and waiting for a man who would never change his mind.
The person who foolishly craves love from someone who doesn’t love them is truly the most naive.
“Natalie.” A low, husky voice sounded in her ear.
Startled, Natalie turned and looked over, recognizing the voice immediately. It was Easton.
He stood not far away, with the brightly lit buildings behind him reflecting off his handsome face, making him appear almost otherworldly. His tall, athletic figure exuded a sense of power and intimidation.
Natalie raised an eyebrow, looking at him, thinking he was like a ghost that kept haunting her.
“Natalie, come home with me. We’re not divorced yet,” Easton said, walking directly up to Natalie. “And how could you get cozy with another man while we’re still married? Are you trying to cheat on me?”
Hearing his accusation, Natalie let out a bitter laugh.
She looked at him, a wave of sadness washing over her. “Easton, how can you even say that? If you’d chosen Jennifer, why did you marry me in the first place? If you’d told me from the beginning that you loved Jennifer, I would’ve rejected you without a second thought.”
“But you married me and then took me for granted. It took me a long time to realize you only did it because Grandpa Vernon forced you. You needed to marry me to secure your inheritance,” she smiled bitterly.
“Grandpa Vernon only wanted the best for you, hoping to give you a home, which is why he pushed you to marry and settle.” Natalie continued, “But even so, you had no right to treat me like a plaything.”
“When the Simpsons bullied me, you sided with them, despised me, and even brought up divorce over and over again. I signed the papers already. What more do you want?” she asked. “And what about you? You parade around with Jennifer, but you don’t call that cheating?”
Easton looked at her deeply, silent, as if struggling to hold something back.
Natalie smiled sadly. “Easton, did you know? You and the Simpson family are all the same–cruel, heartless. Jennifer has done countless filthy things, yet you all twist the truth, turning it back on me.”
“Do you think I didn’t fight back because it didn’t hurt? No, it hurt every time,” she kept going on. “My own parents, my brother, my husband–all of you hurt me, oppressed me, humiliated me for that woman’s sake. Every time, it broke me a little more.”
“So, Easton, whether you divorce me or not, I will never love you again,” Natalie said firmly. “If you want to keep Jennifer as your beloved mistress, then by all means, hold onto that twisted dream.”