The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 292

Nathalie just stared at him, completely at a loss for words.

She stood there by the car, eyebrows drawn together. “Seriously, what do you want from me?”

Lance kept his eyes on the road ahead, his voice calm and even. “I got the notice today. The court date is in three days.”

Nathalie’s expression shifted and her heart skipped a beat. “And?”

“There are a lot of ways I can make sure that hearing never happens.” Lance turned to look at her, his dark eyes intense as they met hers. “Nathalie, just get in the car. I’m not going to hurt you.”

For a second, Nathalie felt a chill run down her spine. She looked at him in disbelief. “What, you’re planning on threatening the judge or

something?”

Lance didn’t reply. He just kept staring at her, unblinking.

She could feel the tension and it made her skin crawl. He really might do

ng crazy. The bit of happiness she’d felt earlier vanished in an

ith her jaw clenched and eyes cold, she finally got into the car, g the door shut behind her.

on’t love you anymore, you know. Isn’t this pointless? Why are you still linging to me?” Nathalie turned and glared at him. Wasn’t she being obvious enough?

Lance’s

tog

fectly shaped brows drew together, skeptical. After eight years

he really think he didn’t know how she felt?

e home,” he said quietly.

uldn’t take it anymore. “Why don’t you just drop dead!”

anced at her, then spoke softly, “Nathalie, could you calm down? chill out, maybe I won’t have to do anything drastic.”

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She let out a bitter laugh. “If I believed a word that came out of your mouth, pigs would probably start climbing trees.”

He actually chuckled, voice low and almost teasing. “So you don’t trust

me?”

Nathalie rolled her eyes, started the engine, and drove toward Lumina

Grand.

A long moment passed while neither of them spoke.

“I sent my grandmother away today,” Lance said suddenly, his voice its usual rich, low timbre, but there was a hollowness underneath it. “She ended up screaming at me. Told me it should’ve been me that died, four years ago.”

He turned to watch her, his gaze steady. “Is that what you think too? If Jackson were still alive, would you be happier?”

Nathalie frowned, annoyed. “What are you even talking about? That’s your family’s drama, not mine.”

Lance wa

Adan

+, but there was a heaviness in his words. “Everyone in the

ored Jackson. Me included.”

silent. She really had no clue what was wrong with him dredge this up now?

it drop, and they sank into a heavy silence that stretched the next nty minutes.

When the car finally pull

“We’re here.”

No answer.

She turned h

seat, alrea

Ina Grand, Nathalie’s voice was icy.

only to see Lance slumped against the

Had

asleep in that short amount of time?

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Annoyed, Nathalie reached over and smacked his cheek. The slap was sharp and clear.

Lance’s hand shot out to grab her wrist, his eyes bleary with sleep. “Nathalie… why’d you hit me?”

She yanked her hand back. “You’re here. Drop the act and get out of my

car.”

But Lance didn’t budge.

There was a weird tension in the air, and Nathalie felt herself go on alert, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.

After a long silence, Lance’s voice came out rough and quiet. “Can we not get divorced?”

She had lost count of how many times he’d asked that question.

Her answer had never changed. “We’re getting divorced. No matter what.” There was a pause.

“Alright,” Lance said softly, then finally got out of the car.

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