The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 72

Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Pressed Hard on Her Lips

Nathaniel Sloan didn’t speak. His expression was cold as he forced Estelle Lockwood into a corner, leaving her with no way to retreat.

Estelle Lockwood’s breath hitched. "Nathaniel Sloan, if you’re sick, get treated! Don’t come here acting crazy!"

"Are you really that generous, sending just any woman to the house?"

With a THUD, the man pressed her whole body against the wall. His hot breath washed over her, and Estelle Lockwood’s legs suddenly felt weak.

She felt weak all over and nearly lost her footing. "What do you mean, generous? Weren’t you the one hoping Noelle Lockwood would move into Imperial Crest? I was just giving you a hand."

It was as if her words had ignited Nathaniel Sloan’s anger.

He suddenly pressed closer, his body flush against hers, not giving Estelle Lockwood the slightest chance to escape.

"Why did you let her move in? Do you have any awareness at all that you are my wife?"

Estelle Lockwood instinctively wanted to retort, but she suddenly froze.

’He said—my wife?’

’Nathaniel Sloan’s wife is ’Estelle Lockwood,’ not ’Yara Lockwood.’’

’But right now, I’m clearly Yara Lockwood! Why would Nathaniel Sloan say that? Could it be... he’s recognized me?’

Estelle Lockwood’s face paled slightly. "Who’s your wife? Stop talking nonsense!"

"When my headaches flare up, you find her to take care of me; when I’m drunk, you let her into my room; at every banquet, big or small, you have her accompany me as my date..."

Nathaniel Sloan slowly leaned in, his voice low. His lips were about to press against hers as he gazed at her and said, "Do you even remember that you’re the one I legally married, my lawfully wedded wife?"

Estelle Lockwood’s breath hitched.

’What is he talking about? I don’t understand any of it!’

"Nathaniel Sloan, stop this madness! Get off me!"

But the man acted as if he hadn’t heard her. He raised his hand and pressed it firmly against her lips, his voice hoarse. "Estelle Lockwood..."

Estelle Lockwood met his unfocused eyes and suddenly realized.

’Nathaniel Sloan’s condition must be severe. He’s mixing up the timeline, thinking it’s still five years ago.’

’And what was that he was saying... That letting Noelle Lockwood move in, letting her take care of him, was all something she, his wife, had ’allowed’?’

’He’s putting on an act! He’s still putting on an act!’

The more Estelle Lockwood thought about it, the angrier she got, and she shoved him away with all her might!

THUMP! Nathaniel Sloan crashed hard onto the carpet!

The loud noise startled Zane Grant, who rushed out to see what was happening. When he saw the scene, he was utterly dumbfounded.

"This... You... I... Dr. Lockwood, what happened?"

’Why were Yara Lockwood’s clothes wrinkled, her lip split, and her eyes red, as if she had just gone through some unspeakable ordeal? And Nathaniel Sloan, despite being so violently shoved onto the carpet, didn’t seem the least bit displeased. Zane Grant had a feeling the situation was a little complicated.’

Estelle Lockwood was furious. "Who knows what’s wrong with him! He came up and mistook me for his ex-wife! Is Noelle Lockwood not taking good enough care of him? How could Nathaniel Sloan possibly have the energy to think about anyone else?"

Zane Grant was speechless. ’Should I tell her that yesterday, before Noelle Lockwood could even start taking care of him, Nathaniel yelled at her and sent her away?’

Although Nathaniel said that Yara Lockwood was very likely Estelle Lockwood, Zane Grant was skeptical.

Not to mention, the Lockwood Family had cremated and buried Estelle Lockwood’s body back then. Even if she hadn’t really died, why would she come back with a new identity? It made no sense.

So the current situation was...

Nathaniel Sloan had mistaken his family doctor for his wife and assaulted her!

Zane Grant screamed silently in his heart and hurriedly said, "Dr. Lockwood, I’m so sorry, so sorry. I apologize on Nathaniel’s behalf. Why don’t you go upstairs and compose yourself? I can handle him here by myself!"

Nathaniel Sloan frowned, probably not understanding why Estelle Lockwood was angry.

’Besides... Estelle Lockwood is my wife. What business is it of Zane Grant’s?’

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