The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 371

Nathalie turned and walked out of the warehouse, distancing herself from the endless chorus of agonizing groans.

Steady footsteps echoed behind her. Lance stopped just a few paces away. His somber gaze landed heavily on her as he asked, “You don’t suspect me?”

Nathalie turned to face him, her tone unnervingly calm. “You caught the Juy. Did you get my IDs back?”

Aaron stepped out from the shadows, an apologetic look on his face. “I’m so sorry, Ms. Blair. Your documents were completely shredded.”

He held out a bag, showing her the chopped–up pieces of her passport

and ID.

Nathalie lowered her gaze, letting out a soft sigh. “Fine.”

She turned to leave.

Suddenly, a warm, firm hand wrapped around her wrist. The heat from his

alm radiated through her skin, chasing away the nighttime chill.

Nathalie furrowed her elegant brows and yanked her arm free. “What else do you want?”

Lance kept his eyes fixed on her. “You don’t suspect me?”

Her thick lashes fluttered slightly before she replied, “I suspect you. I suspect everyone.”

Lance’s expression darkened.

‘I had nothing to do with this.”

His voice was low, laced with a sense of helplessness that she wasn’t sure was real or just a trick of her imagination.

Suddenly, Nathalie’s mind flashed back to the earthquake.

“Since I didn’t save you back then, why did you hide the truth?” she

demanded. “Watching me act so stubborn and devoted–did you think it

s a hilarious joke?”

ce’s pupils constricted. He closed the distance between them. “You

W?”

Yes.” Nathalie’s eyes flashed with anger. “The person I saved was Jackson! Why would you le that from me?!”

Lance abruptly grab

know, what do yo

His sudden ag

“I just want

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only

shoulders, leaning in close. “Now that you

ght her off guard. She shoved him away.

y you lied to me!”

1. ed. The surroundings were pitch black, illuminated glare of the car headlights.

the emotions swirling in her eyes but found them decipherable.

guess what she was thinking.

s dropped to his sides. They were getting a divorce anyway; as the point of agonizing over the past?

ace quickly smoothed into a calm mask. “I’ll drive you home.”

Not going to answer?” Nathalie scoffed. “Then what’s the point of constantly asking if I suspect you? Is this really beneath you?”

Lance stiffened for a fraction of a second before turning and walking toward the car.

Nathalie look

Aaron

ome.”

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