Chapter 411


    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.


    Experienced and a man himself, he kindly 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 rtionship.”


    The driver privately remarked that losing oneself didn’t always signify being loved more. He viewed


    men as generally practical and realistic in matters like these.


    The driver saw no need to borate further, sensing Natalie’s Intelligence.


    Natalie felt adrift, her mind a tangled mess. The driver’s words, though kind, seemed distant and


    irrelevant. She moved mechanically through the motions of returning home, and before she knew it,


    she had finished her bowl of pasta.


    A sudden ring from her phone startled her. It was Austin. “Are you home?”


    “Yeah, I’m home,” Natalie replied, her voice muffled. Only then did she realize she had been crying


    Into fier paste just moments ago.


    Her voice was thick with emotion.


    Austin paused briefly before asking, “Are you crying?”


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


    trusted him so much, but he still lied to her. Are there no good men left in this world?”


    The words tumbled out, a desperate plea for reassurance that contradicted a belief that seemed to


    be crumbling around her.


    Austin could sense that something was off. “Natalie, what’s wrong?”


    “Nothing… Nothing’s wrong. I’ll talk to youter. I need to go. See you tomorrow, Mr. Powell.”


    Natalie hurriedly terminated the call.


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