After I Stopped Loving Him (Isabella and Ethan) novel Chapter 795

“Can I not look?”

Natalie could already guess what was inside the envelope. Her face had turned ghostly pale as she looked at York, her voice barely above a whisper.

York gave her a gentle, almost friendly smile. “Of course you don’t have to look. It’s not a big deal. I can just send it to your husband, to Ethan, your parents, your whole family. Let them all see this side of you.”

Natalie’s hands shook and her lips pressed together until they almost drew blood. She stood frozen for a long moment before finally reaching out, her fingers trembling, to take the envelope.

She pulled out a stack of photos, glanced at just a couple, then shoved them back inside as fast as she could. She clung to the envelope like it was the only thing holding her together.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at York, desperate. “I already said I’d work with you. I’ll do whatever you want. Why are you still doing this to me?”

York looked at her, completely unfazed. “You’ve got it wrong, Natalie. I never begged you to work with me. You’re the one who came to me. You saw what I had, the connections, the power... You wanted to use me to take down Isabella.”

He paused, his eyes cold. “You’re jealous of her. You want her gone. You tried to get my men to kidnap her, ruin her face, destroy her, and then make her disappear for good.

“You hate her, but you can’t do it yourself. You need to keep up your act, that sweet, gentle woman everyone thinks you are. You’ve fooled everyone around you.”

York didn’t care about her pale face or the tears clinging to her lashes. He’d done too many dark things to feel any sympathy now.

To him, Natalie was nothing but a weapon.

Last time, it was this same woman who paid Bruce a fortune to kidnap Isabella, hurt her, ruin her face, and then kill her.

He was willing to work with her, but Natalie was tricky. He needed something to control her, something that would make sure she listened and became exactly the weapon he needed against Ethan and Isabella.

That day Natalie came to see him, he slipped something into her drink. Then he let his men have her, taking photos and recording everything.

That was his leverage.

Honestly, York still wasn’t sure if it had all happened for real or if it was just some twisted dream. He didn’t care enough to figure it out. All that mattered was making sure it never happened again.

He wanted Ethan dead. He wanted Isabella destroyed. He wanted Natalie’s reputation in ruins, and then for her to die a miserable death, too.

Only then would he feel like his revenge was complete.