My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 

After ending the call, Natalie opened her WhatsApp chat with Jeremy. Their last conversation had been 

two days ago, 

That night, she’d been chatting with Skylar when Jeremy had sent a message. He’d said that he wouldn’t be home these days because of a busy schedule at work. 

Natalie had wanted to call and remind Jeremy to take better care of his health. But Annabelle had answered and simply said Jeremy had been busy. 

Natalie had had a premonition then that Jeremy was becoming tired of her. Plagued by that thought, she hadn’t been able to sleep all night. 

This time, she didn’t initiate contact with him again. And he hadn’t sent a single message in two days. 

Natalie was a carefree person, but she could feel the distance between her and Jeremy. 

She couldn’t understand it. They hadn’t been married for long. So why was Jeremy losing patience with her and growing distant? She didn’t tell Skylar because she didn’t want to affect the latter’s mood while she was on a trip. 

Standing in front of the mirror, Natalie looked at her weary and listless self. She took a deep breath and said, “Jeremy Hughes, if you’re not interested in me anymore, just tell me. I won’t cling to you. Am I the kind of woman who can’t let go?” 

After questioning herself in the mirror, Natalie felt a tightness in her chest. “Maybe I’m overthinking it. There really is a lot going on at the company. 

“Plus, Jeremy manages the company alone. It’s tough being at the top.” She began to reassure herself in 

her mind. 

Even Eleanor Johnson, Jeremy’s mother, had been saying Jeremy was too busy with work lately and asked Natalie to be more understanding. Kate had also told her not to expect Jeremy to accompany her often. 

Natalie glanced at her phone and reviewed their chat history over the past month or two. Each conversation seemed shorter than the last. Even their video calls weren’t as frequent or as long as before. 

Was she really just overthinking? 

Natalie gripped her phone tightly. This time, she wanted to see when Jeremy would think of her. 

Sadie gradually accepted the truth about her legs being amputated. However, she still had occasional emotional breakdowns. 

It felt like torture–lying in bed and being unable to move. Sadle looked at the chicken soup she had been drinking for the past few days. Suddenly, she lost it, threw the soup toward Maisy, and slapped her. 

“Mom, you….” 

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“Are you doing this on purpose? You bought me such disgusting soup? Is this how you all treat me? 

“I’m lying in bed unable to move, so you feed me this nauseating stuff? Don’t you ever think to change it up for me?” Sadie complained. 

They were clearly looking down on her as a disabled person. They didn’t care for her at all. Sadie could 

see it.