Chapter 1230 Used A Knife On Him
After all, Natalie was already by his side, and he had plenty of time to win her over.
However, never in his wildest dreams had Sean ever expected her to get physical with him.
He raised his hand and showed her the blood on it, motioning for her to look. “Natalie, you’re the first woman who dared to hit me!”
When Sean heard that, his eyes narrowed into slits. “I deserved it, huh? In that case, why should I still restrain myself? I should just take you! Otherwise, how is this injury on my head worth it?”
After saying that, he snickered coldly and dropped his hand from his head, allowing the blood on his head to flow down freely. With a wicked smile, he stalked toward Natalie.
Natalie’s heart clenched, and she darted her eyes around for some weapon even as she retreated to the side.
Out of the blue, she glimpsed a small fruit knife on the fruit platter on the other side of the coffee table.
The instant she saw the fruit knife, it was as though she saw her lifeline. She quickly dashed over and snagged the fruit knife, gripping it with both hands, the sharp end pointed at the man. “Don’t come any closer! If you do, I’ll use this on you!”
Seeing her hands trembling as she held the knife, Sean smirked disdainfully. “Look at your hands, Darling. Can you really stab me when they’re shaking so much?”
Natalie’s mouth opened, but no words came.
Indeed, she couldn’t bring herself to do so.
She hadn’t even slaughtered a chicken before, much less stabbed someone.
She was merely threatening to do so in hopes of forcing the man back, scaring him into keeping his distance from her.
But judging from the situation, he wasn’t afraid of the knife in her hands. Instead, he continued moving toward her.
When Natalie saw that he wasn’t backing off, her hands shook even greater. “Stop! I’m telling you to stay back, Sean! Do you hear me?”
“Nope! Besides, I want to see whether you’ll kill me.” Sean continued pressing forward with a smile.
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