Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 416

“You're with Sebastian day and night. That's all the proof anyone needs that you're a homewrecker. The day your movie premieres, I'll leak all the photos of you two together, send the press those boudoir shots you sent me, and then flash my marriage certificate with Sebastian. Your career, Joanna, will be over for good.”

“If I hear one more slanderous word out of you, I'll make sure you lose those pearly white teeth for good.”

Joanna was about to explode with rage. This... Natalie was insane.

“Natalie, you're crazy!”

“That's right, I am. If I weren't, you pack of scoundrels would have chewed me up and spit out my bones by now,” Natalie said, her eyes cold.

“I'm warning you, Joanna. You plot against me, I hit you. I survived this time for one reason and one reason only: to drag you all down to hell with me.”

As Natalie finished speaking, the elevator doors opened.

She strode out with the confidence of someone who owned the world.

Sebastian chased after her and blocked her path, his presence overbearing. “Natalie, where are you going?”

Natalie scowled, irritated by him.

“Sebastian, you're so annoying. Can you please stay away from me?” Natalie snapped.

The impatience in her eyes made Sebastian finally realize that Natalie truly didn't love him anymore.

“You're my wife. I have a right to know where you're going.”

“Ha!” Natalie let out a bitter laugh, feeling suffocated by his forceful demeanor. “Sebastian, when you were spending five million a month to support your mistress, did you ever remember you had a wife at home?”

Just then, Joanna walked over with a smile. “Natalie, Sebastian gave me that money willingly. I saved his life, and I'm the person he loves most. Who else would he spend his money on?”

Joanna looked at her haughtily, her face a mask of provocation.

When Natalie arrived at the hospital, Susan was still waiting outside the emergency room.

Before she could say a word, the doors to the ER swung open.

Jared was pushed out on a gurney, lying motionless.

Susan turned to the attending physician. “Doctor, how is he? Is his leg ruined?”

The doctor blinked, taken aback by the family member's bluntness.

He replied, “The gentleman's leg is not ruined. After the surgery, he'll need to avoid strenuous activity for six months. He won't be able to run or jump for the rest of his life, and his recovery will depend on his physical therapy.”

Susan asked cautiously, “So, he's not going to die?”