After a prolonged stare, Cedric finally said, "I don't need you to accept her!"
"You don't need me to? Fine then, I-"
"Just don't think of her as Isabella's daughter."
Natalie froze. The chill that ran through her was uncontrollable.
Was he out of his mind?!
With a loud bang, she slammed her glass onto the table and turned to head upstairs.
From behind, Cedric's restrained voice echoed, "Just think of her as a pitiful child!"
She was just a pitiful child.
Yes, she really was one.
Natalie did feel that Kayla was pitiful.
"She’s not pitiful because she has you!"
Kayla was pitiful before she met Cedric.
What part of her was pitiful after she came to Cedric's side?
He treated her like a princess.
Having said that, Natalie ascended the stairs.
A loud 'bang' echoed from above shortly after, indicating she had slammed the door. It was obvious how angry she was.
Even the most indifferent person would feel something when faced with the situation at hand.
Cedric stood still, his eyes filled with confusion. It was as if he were standing at a crossroads, with darkness on both sides.
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Not long after Natalie went upstairs, Cedric entered the room.
He stood with his back against the dim lights, and it was impossible to see the emotions in his eyes at this angle.
In a hushed tone, he asked, "You want me to send her away, don't you?"
At that moment, Natalie lay on the bed. Upon hearing Cedric's words, she sat up and stared wordlessly at him.
"Yes, or no?!" His voice grew more insistent upon her silence.
"Will you?"
If she were to demand such a thing, would Cedric truly comply?
Would he send Isabella's daughter away?
Images flashed in her mind the interactions between Kayla and Cedric, where he treated her like a princess, reminiscent of how he once treated Isabella.
Even if their relationship didn't surpass that of Isabella's, Isabella held a significant place in Cedric's heart in the eyes of everyone at Johnson Enterprise.
Now, Natalie couldn't imagine Kayla being any less significant than Isabella.
Would he really send her away? For Natalie?
As he turned around, the chill emanating from him was obvious.
"Nat, if you had insisted on being firm in the past, perhaps we..." When he reached this point, he stopped talking.
Natalie's expression shifted, showing a mix of emotions.
"In the past?" Natalie mused.
Was he referring to the time with Isabella when she had been just as firm in her demands?
Bang!
The door closed behind Cedric.
He had left.
Natalie sat in the same position on the bed for a long time. As time passed, an icy chill seemed to permeate the room more and more.
"Hah," she snorted sarcastically, recalling those moments.
Their past?
Perhaps what? He couldn't even finish his own sentence!
Back then, hadn't she stood firm to protect her marriage?
It wasn't just in this lifetime. She had done the same even in their previous one.
In her previous life, she had endlessly tried to explain things to him.
But in this life?
Ever since she arrived here, she had confronted him so vehemently each time because of Isabella.
And the result?
Time and again, he had hurt her for Isabella's sake.
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