Chapter 67


    After ate night dinner at the Wilson’s residence, Theo felt a growing sense of agitation. He attempted


    to reach Natalie twice, but there was no response. Later, the housekeeper, Gage, discovered that


    Natalie was on duty that day and probably did not have her phone with her.


    He was well aware of Natalie’s professional habits when attending to patients. She was known for her


    serious and responsible nature, and she would refrain from carrying her phone during such times.


    Instead, she would keep it on silent mode and ce it in a


    drawer.


    Theo requested the butler, Gage, to retrieve his antihypertensive medication.


    After a while, Gage returned with the medication and a ss of warm water. He was slightly concerned


    as he spoke, “Mr. Theo. please try not to worry too much. The younger ones have their path and


    blessings. You need to take care of your health and find some rxation. The rumors about Mr. Trevon


    reconciling with Miss Mia may not necessarily be true. Nowadays, journalists have plenty of free time


    and often stir up controversies for the sake of online traffic and profits. It’s best not to believe


    everything you read easily. If you’re genuinely concerned, I suggest contacting Mr. Trevon directly and


    asking him about the situation.”


    Mr. Theo Wilson swallowed the medication, took a sip of water, and sighed resignedly. “Ah, that


    scoundrel will eventually face the consequences of his actions. I suppose I’m worrying over nothing. I


    am being overly anxious about this while he is being nonchnt.”


    Gage chuckled softly and responded, “You have a way with metaphors, Mr. Theo. Mr. Trevon values


    his connections with others, including your sentiments, so he entertains Miss Mia. However, it doesn’t


    necessarily imply romantic feelings on his part.”


    “This child has a kind heart butcks emotional perceptiveness,” Theo remarked. “If that girl, Natalie,


    witnesses what’s unfolding, it would be best if she divorces him. I won’t intervene to suppress this news


    on social media. Let him be a trending topic, and let Natalie see it for herself. I’m eager to witness


    him desperately chasing after his wife.”


    Gage couldn’t help but chuckle helplessly, thinking to himself, “Mr. Theo’s yful nature is still intact,


    deliberately trying to provoke Mr. Trevon”


    Around 11 o’clock, Natalie rose from her seat and approached the restroom. As she squatted down,


    she unintentionally overheard two girls’ voices in conversation near the sink.


    “Have you seen the news? It turns out that Mr. Wilson has a girlfriend. No wonder he has stayed single


    all these years. He was waiting for his soulmate. How romantic!”


    “Yeah, I saw it too. It’s trending like crazy. It must be Mr. Wilson’s doing. Who else would dare to


    promote his news like this?”


    “I think so too. It’s definitely to give Miss Mia some status.”


    “Ah, I envy Miss Mia. Mr. Theo adopted her, and now she is in a rtionship with Mr. Wilson. She has


    such a differentte. It’s incredible how people can have such different lives. We are just ordinary


    people. Why haven’t we been taken in as adopted daughters by a prestigious noble family?”


    “Let’s finish washing our hands quickly and get back to work. There’s no use daydreaming about things


    that are beyond our reach. Let’s focus on our jobs and be content with what we have.”


    After Natalie listened to the conversation, she could not help but feel a mix of emotions. Being


    unexpectedly entangled in the gossip surrounding her husban


    left her unsure of how to respond. She was at a crossroads, uncertain about navigating this situation


    and what mindset she should embrace.


    Indeed, there was a hidden love affair. The spections about the lipstick incident that night have now


    been confirmed.


    Back then, Sherri even suspected him of being gay, but it turns out he was perfectly normal regarding


    his romantic inclinations.


    After using the restroom and washing her hands, Natalie reached for a tissue to dry them. As she


    instinctively reached into her pocket to retrieve her phone, she suddenly realized she had forgotten to


    bring it along.


    “Oh well, nothing is interesting to see anyway,” Natalie silently murmured.


    with a determined resolve, Natalie straightened her appearance and took a confident step forward. She


    remained focused on her work, as carning money through her diligent efforts was a source of fulfillment


    for her.


    A Koenigsegg stopped at the entrance of the grand vi in Adare Manor.


    Jim anxiously nced at the man about to step out of the backseat.


    wilson, there’s an overwhelming surge of news circting


    online about you and Miss Mia. Should we take steps to suppress it?”


    A heavy silence enveloped the car, and the interior grew so quiet that breathing became palpable.


    After a prolonged silence, the man delicately parted his thin lips and said, “Let it be.”


    Thinking he had misheard, Jim stumbled over his words, “L-Let it… let it be?”


    He thought, “Mr. Wilson, are you sure about this? Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Wilson will


    misunderstand? You’re dancing on the edge


    of divorce.”


    The man replied coldly and sternly, “Can’t you understand what I am saying anymore? Do you need to


    go to Soutnd to learn?”


    Jim hastity replied, “I understand.” Meanwhile, a thought crossed his mind, “Apart from using Soutnd


    as leverage, what other


    cards does he hold?”


    As Jim watched the departing figure of Trevon, he shook his head with a hint of helplessness.


    Choosing not to return to his room, Trevon deliberately made his way to Natalie’s quarters, fully aware


    that she would not return for the night.


    Natalie’s room retained its clean and simple appearance with a touch of coldness.


    As he gazed at the bed, memories of that night flooded his mind. He recalled how he tightly held her


    waist, yearning for more, craving more. The woman’s eyes were brimming with tears as she begged


    him, her slender waist delicately nestled in his grasp. It felt soft and fragile like a gentle squeeze could


    shatter its beauty. It was slim, tender, and carried a captivating allure.


    Immersed in the recollection, he found himself unable to let go. Even after it had all ended, he held her


    waist tightly as he drifted into a peaceful slumber, a sense of fulfillment enveloping him.


    This woman’s demeanor was genuinely exasperating. Beyond her captivating physical allure, her


    words and thoughts were distorted. She regarded him merely as aborer.


    The decision of who can share Trevon Wilson’s bed rests solely with him.


    Back then, Mia could not touch him even when she wanted to hold his hand. So, why can’t Natalie


    understand this?


    Reluctantly. Trevon returned to his master bedroom after spending time in Natalie’s room.


    After breakfast the following day, Natalie skipped showering and only washed her face before crawling


    into bed. Despite the coral fleece duvet cover, the winter bedcked warmth and could notfort her


    chilled body.


    Today, the room felt unusually warm, devoid of any hint of coldness. Natalie did not find the need to


    snuggle under the nkets and soon sumbed to sleep, her body enveloped in aforting


    warmth.


    She had always slept well and would drift into a deep slumber once she fell asleep.


    Her grandfather had often remarked on the resemnce between Natalie and her mother, and the


    ability to fall into deep sleep seemed to be a trait passed down from her. Like her mother, Natalie was


    entirely consumed by it once she entered into slumber. Regardless of any noise or disturbance in her


    surroundings, she remained undisturbed, peacefully sleeping through it all.


    Gics was quite mysterious and difficult toprehend or exin fully.


    For instance, a child may inherit their mother’s facial features while taking after their father in terms of


    personality. On the other hand, there were cases where a child’s appearance and traits bore no


    resemnce to their parents, leading them to question if the child was adopted.


    Natalie stirred from her slumber, her mind still hazy, as the soothing sound of raindrops tapping against


    the window greeted her at 3


    p.m.


    Annoyance coursed through her veins as she begrudgingly confronted the rainy day. Winter rain was


    particrly bothersome, with its knack for drenching her heavy coat. In stark contrast, summer showers


    would leave her soaked, but a sunlit motorcycle ride would swiftly evaporate every drop.


    A short chime sounded, indicating a new text message.


    Rubbing her tired eyes, she yawned and sluggishly straightened herself, adjusting the covers. Then,


    she reached for her phone to check her messages.


    Furrowing her brows, she felt a slight pang in her chest as she read the message, even though she


    knew its content beforehand.


    Her eyes swiftly scanned the message, absorbing theposition before her. It revealed a


    conversation between Trevon Wilson and an unidentified person, with thetter questioning if Trevon


    could ever be captivated by a cunning woman like herself. Trevon’s response was unequivocal: he


    couldn’t envision being involved with someone of her nature unless he was deprived of sight.


    She was acutely aware of hisck of interest in her, as he had repeatedly imed so. However,


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    holding back was an entirely different experience,


    This is sufficient evidence of how much he was genuinely annoyed with her.


    Such were theplexities of human nature. Just as Natalie was caught up in her thoughts, another


    text message popped on her screen. It was an unfamiliar number. The identity of this mysterious


    woman remained elusive, but one thing was crystal clear. This woman was focused on Trevon and


    wanted to sow seeds of doubt and misunderstanding to push her away.


    The other party had arranged to meet her in a private room on the second floor of the Lovers’ Cafe.


    A cold snort escaped her lips involuntarily, reflecting her cynicism. This cafe appeared to have a certain


    allure, serving as amon choice for significant events. Whether it was Sherri’s ill-fated blind date or


    this forting negotiation, both instances seemed to gravitate towards the very same establishment.


    She lifted the covers and pulled back the curtains, revealing a view of the rain outside. The sight of the


    downpour outside only exacerbated her growing irritation. As she nced out, Natalie wondered if


    Sherri was awake.


    Turning around, Natalie strode towards the bedside and reached for her phone to dial Sherri’s number.


    To her surprise, Sherri picked up promptly. “Hey, if you’re up, could you do me a favor and swing by to


    pick me up?” Natalie requested,


    Sherri was delighted by the timely phone call and replied, “Sure, I’ll be there immediately. Is it


    something urgent? Alright, alright.”


    Hearing Sherri’s response, Natalie could not help but wonder, “Is she not awake? Who is she talking


    to?”


    When the call ended, Sherri swiftly shifted her attention to her mother, Juana, and spoke immediately.


    “Mom,” she began, a sense of urgency evident in her voice, “I won’t be able to y cards with you


    today. Natalie is crying about an urgent problem she is facing now. Her grandfather had just passed on,


    and she is feeling isted. I can’t simply leave her in such distress.”


    Upon hearing that Natalie was in tears, Jauna became concerned, and she could not help but urge


    Sherri to check on Natalie, “Hurry up. Find out what is going on and help her if she can. If you cannot


    handle it, get your brother to help. Offer her some sce and support.”


    After Sherri left, Juana continued to murmur, “This child has been through a lot.”