It was as if she had just told a joke.
She looked at Shawn sarcastically, "So you mean, they are wrong, but you are not?"
Shawn's back stiffened slightly.
He took a deep breath, and explained, "I did not know you were drugged last night. I did notice something wrong with you at the time, but I didn't think of it that way. I was going to help you, but Jessica suddenly had a stomachache. I can't just leave her alone."
Natalia raised her eyebrows, "And then? She lost the baby?"
After a short pause, he finally answered, "No."
"She did not lose her baby, so she just had a stomachache suddenly for no reason? I think she's doing well just now. She doesn't seem like having a miscarriage?"
His expression turned cold somewhat.
"What do you mean?"
Natalia gave a wry smile, "I don't mean anything. Her acting was not so good, but she still fooled you around. Mr. Miller, I did not think you are so dumb."
"Natalia!"
He hated her condescending manner the most.
Because that would make him think, and he would think a lot.
He darkened his face, gritting his teeth, and he said, "Why are you always so harsh to your own sister? If you don't like her, you can just not meet her again. Why do you just have to curse her with out vicious mouth? You have changed a lot!"
Natalia's face also darkened.
She sneered and stared at the man in front of her coldly.
"They did everything they could to hurt me. I just mentioned the word 'miscarriage' and you think I am vicious? Why don't you think of the things she had done to me?"
He was stunned, but he did not have the courage to say anything in retort.
Finally, he just said coldly, "Nothing happened to you anyway! Maybe she's not even involved!"
But she just gave a sarcastic sneer, and shook her head. She really didn't want to waste her breath with him.
She turned and walked toward the Rolls-Royce.
The voice sounded from behind again, "Wait!"
Natalia stopped, and her face was cold.
The man walked up, but finally stopped when there was only a step between them.
The light drizzle blew between the two, just like an invisible wall separating them apart.
She said coldly, "Just say whatever you have to say. I don't have that much time for you."
The man clenched his fists tightly, and finally he asked her the question he had hidden in his heart for so long.
"Are you ... Are you serious? Being with him."
Natalia sure understood what he meant by "him".
She curled her lips but she did not turn back to him. She just tilted her head slightly so that it would be just enough for him to see her smile.
"Yes. What?"
"When did it happen?"
"What does it even get to do with you?"
The man fell silent.
After a short pause, he said in a grim voice, "That man is not what he looks like. His background is quite complicated. He's not for you. You will regret one day!"
Natalia smiled lightly.
Her smile was both sarcastic and sad.
"People said we were quite for each other. But what happened then?"
The man fell silent again.
"Shawn, you think you are smart. And you think you know everything. But you will know one day, you know nothing. You just think you know, but you don't."
With that, she didn't want to continue the nonsense here and just strode away on her high heels.
Someone in front had already walked to her holding an umbrella.
The bluish-black umbrella was held above her head respectfully.
The man bent down and opened the car door for her. Natalia got into the car. Her proud and cool nobility was beyond description.
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