The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 372

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“You jerk!” Nathalie glared at him. “Let me go!”

Lance’s breathing grew heavy. Seeing the fiery defiance in her eyes, he suddenly leaned in.

In an instant, the tip of his nose brushed against hers.

Nathalie froze instantly.

The sheer difference in their physical strength became glaringly obvious. She was completely immobilized beneath him.

f he actually wanted to do something, she wouldn’t stand a chance.

But she had absolutely no desire to be intimate with him. She just wanted

his toxic relationship to be over.

Suppressing her temper, she glared up at him.

Seeing her finally quiet down, a flash of self–deprecation crossed Lance’s

eyes.

You forgot there’s something watching you from the shadows, didn’t

You?”

After a long, suffocating silence, Lance finally spoke.

Nathalie looked away, feeling the warmth of his breath washing over her face.

Lance stared at her luminous skin, his voice dropping an octave. ‘Nathalie, you have to trust me. I won’t hurt you.”

She kept her mouth shut.

Unhappy with her silence, Lance pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him. “If your mouth isn’t for talking, let’s put it to better use.”

Before she could protest, he leaned down and kissed her.

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Nathalie turned her head sharply, causing his lips to land on her cheek.

“I get it!” she snapped.

Lance’s breath lingered against her skin, sending a flush of heat blooming across her cheek.

His lips remained pressed against her, refusing to pull away.

Nathalie tried to shrink back, but trapped in the passenger seat, there was nowhere left to hide.

‘Lance, I said I understand. Now get off me!”

A wave of inexplicable panic washed over her.

A second later, the man pulled back.

Nathalie quickly sat up, eyeing him with extreme caution.

_ance didn’t spare her another glance. He slid into the driver’s seat and peeled out onto the road.

The night was thick and inky. Staring out at the pitch–black scenery, a delayed wave of terror washed over Nathalie.

She had been far too careless.

What if those people were still watching her?

Whoever they were, they genuinely wanted her dead.

She couldn’t help but steal a glance at the man behind the wheel.

He was no saint either, but compared to the invisible threat lurking in the dark, she was at least safe by his side.

They drove in suffocating silence for ten minutes before reaching the city. limits.

“There’s something wrong with the staff you hired,” Lance said suddenly. “Don’t tip them off when you get back. If you still suspect me, figure out a

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way to test them.”

Nathalie gave a curt hum of acknowledgment.

She didn’t dare ignore him, terrified he might lose his temper again.

“If you need my help, you can contact me anytime,” Lance added.

‘Okay.”

She answered when spoken to, but offered absolutely nothing else.

The atmosphere in the car turned even more bizarre.

Lance’s grip on the steering wheel tightened until his knuckles turned white, wishing he could snap it in half.

Whenever it came to her, he felt an overwhelming sense of helplessness.

The car pulled up to the gates of The Observatory. Nathalie shoved the door open and hurried inside, as if a monster were hot on her heels.

Lance pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

The harsh taste of tobacco filled his lungs, doing little to quell the storm of frustration raging inside him.

The pale smoke drifted upward, blurring his strikingly handsome features.

Right then, his phone buzzed. It was a nanny from the estate.

“Hello?”

“Sir, please come home! Jasper won’t stop crying. He keeps screaming for his mother, and I can’t calm him down.” The nanny’s voice was frantic, accompanied by the heart–wrenching wails of a toddler in the

background.

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