The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 202

“Lance, are you even listening to me?”

Nathalie’s voice shook with anger. She grabbed his shirt, her eyes locking on his. For a second, it almost looked like she might cry, but that only made her more furious.

Lance’s face stayed calm, almost bored. He gently lifted her hand from his shirt. “I’ve spent all night thinking, and I still can’t divorce you, Nathalie. We’re not at that point.”

She clenched her jaw. “What if I killed Felice? Would you still refuse?”

He met her glare, his eyes hard and dark. “Even if you did that, we would still stay married.” He pushed her gently to sit on the bed, leaning in until she could feel his breath. “We’ve been together for years, Nathalie. We know each other inside out. Divorce isn’t something we can just do out of nowhere.”

Nathalie yanked her hand away, her voice turning cold. “I don’t love you anymore.”

“It doesn’t matter.”

He sounded so casual about it, as if her feelings hardly touched him. “If you fell for me once, you could fall for me again.”

A slap would have felt good, but Nathalie knew it’d be pointless. She hated that he had all the power. No matter what she said or did, Lance simply wouldn’t budge.

Instead, he asked, “So, what do you want to eat? I can go get you something.”

She said nothing.

He didn’t even flinch. “Don’t even try starving yourself. This is a hospital. I can have the doctors put you on an IV if you don’t eat. So don’t bother.”

All the fight seemed to ball up and stick in her chest. Nathalie shoved him back. “I don’t want you here. Just go.”

Lance paused, watching her face closely, like he was trying to figure out if she meant it or was just angry.

Leda only scoffed. “Oh, so I’m supposed to sit and watch you mess everything up? What’s wrong with you, going after the Blair Group? Do you want people laughing at the Adams family? That’s your wife’s family. Your job is to help and protect them, not cause more trouble.”

Daniel must have paid a visit and told her everything that had happened, because Leda was livid. She couldn’t sit still, she’d rushed over the second she heard.

Her eyes narrowed at Nathalie. “You always want to start something. Our family doesn’t need a troublemaker daughter-in-law.”

Then she turned her attention back to Lance. “You’re getting a divorce. End of story.”

Leda was always like this, her presence overwhelming, her words final.

Nathalie had been upset at first, but as soon as Leda ordered the divorce, she perked right up. A little smirk tugged at the corner of her lips.

“Oh, it’s not enough for him to apologize,” she shot back. “I want Felice to kneel in front of me, or I swear, I’ll turn this whole place upside down.”