Chapter 502

Tears glistened in Annabelle's eyes. "I know you look down on me, but I had no other choice."

"How ridiculous!" Natalie scoffed. "Did Jeremy hold a knife to your throat and force you to become his mistress? You and your scumbag lover are perfect for each other. Don't try to paint yourself as innocent."

Natalie had never imagined finding herself in such a situation, but thanks to Jeremy, she had. She was still the protagonist in this drama. If this were a fairytale, she would be the villainous queen thwarting the king's affection for his princess.

She rubbed her arm, goosebumps rising on her skin. Annabelle's face flushed with embarrassment. "I know I was wrong, terribly wrong. But many women at the company admire Mr. Hughes."

"In fact, countless women in Jipsburg admire him. Even if it weren't me, someone else would be his mistress. You've known Mr. Hughes for so long. He couldn't have only had eyes for you all this time, could he?"

"Are you finished?" Natalie asked, her expression unchanged. She couldn't offer any response. It didn't matter how many people liked Jeremy or how long they had known each other; none of it excused his betrayal.

After seeing Annabelle, Natalie felt strangely relieved. Just as she couldn't understand why Jeremy cheated, she realized people were different, with varied morals and thoughts. Jeremy likely couldn't comprehend why she insisted on a divorce and couldn't simply turn a blind eye like many others. Being Mrs. Hughes brought immense benefits, far outweighing the pain of his infidelity.

As Natalie turned to leave, Annabelle blocked her path. "Wait! Are you refusing to help me because you don't want a divorce and don't want to leave Mr. Hughes?"

Chapter 502

Natalie found this amusing. "What does getting a divorce have to do with helping you?"

Annabelle was caught off guard by Natalie's clear logic. Just yesterday, she had seen Natalie and Jeremy together; Natalie had looked devastated. It had only been a day, yet Natalie had regained her composure. This was unexpected.

At that moment, a formidable figure swiftly entered the ward, appearing before Natalie and blocking her view of Annabelle. Annabelle's face paled; Natalie's expression wasn't much better. A faint sneer flickered in Natalie's eyes. She suspected his prompt arrival was because he feared she was bullying Annabelle.

"Don't worry," Natalie said. "I haven't bullied your new love. I just can't understand why you wouldn't divorce me and instead chose to have the baby aborted, even though she was carrying your child. I'll explain everything to your parents. I won't expose your disgraceful actions."

Jeremy's facial muscles tightened. When he met Natalie's gaze, filled with sarcasm and disgust, it felt as if someone had a vise grip on his heart.

"Nath, it's not what you think. She was never my new love, and I never cared for her. Between us, it was just—"

"Just a fling, right?" Natalie interrupted. "Jeremy, even if it was just a fling, it doesn't change the fact that you've tainted yourself. When you were having a good time in bed with her, did you ever consider whether you liked her? Oh, that's right. I forgot that a man can sleep with a woman without liking her. I've been too naive. Or perhaps you think by not divorcing me and continuing your affair in secret, you can enjoy the thrill of cheating? Jeremy, what do you take me for?" Her cold laughter echoed in the ward.

Jeremy stiffened. His face went drastically pale. He could be ruthless and decisive in the business world, but now, his throat felt squeezed shut. He couldn't utter a word.

Annabelle was stunned. She couldn't believe Jeremy could be so ruthless toward her yet so indulgent with Natalie. The contrast was striking.