The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 380

Nathalie parked right outside the Register Office.

Clutching her newly minted documents, she stepped out of the car, nstantly spotting Lance’s sleek vehicle parked a few spaces away.

The door swung open, and the man stepped out. His tall, imposing fram was clad in a tailored black suit. He had forgone a tie, giving off a rugge

untamed aura.

He locked his deep, striking gaze on her for a long moment before urning and striding toward the entrance.

Nathalie hurried to catch up.

Well, the drive had certainly been peaceful.

However, the moment they reached the main doors, they stopped dead i heir tracks. The building was completely dark and locked tight.

Nathalie stood perfectly still, her brain short–circuiting.

Lance raised a single elegant eyebrow, pulled out his phone, and let out a

ow chuckle.

It’s Saturday.”

Nathalie was utterly speechless.

She tilted her head back to stare at the bright blue sky, suddenly feeling

ike an absolute clown.

She had masterminded a grand trap, posted the bait online, and spent the entire drive paranoid, wondering why no one had attacked her. She had almost convinced herself her theory was completely wrong.

But nobody interfered because the government office was closed for the

weekend!

Nathalie waved her hand dismissively. “We’ll come back on Monday.”

She refused to believe this divorce was cursed!

“Nathalie.”

The man’s deep voice called out from behind her.

She paused but didn’t turn around, her heart sinking inexplicably.

‘The way we are right now is no different from being divorced,” Lance said, his eyes tracing the delicate line of her back as a gentle breeze teased her hair. “Why obsess over a single piece of paper?”

‘Because it matters.”

Nathalie answered without a second’s hesitation. “Until I officially cut all egal ties with you, I feel like there’s an invisible noose tight around my neck. It’s suffocating. It makes me miserable.”

_ance’s gaze turned impossibly somber. “Being married to me makes y miserable?”

‘Shouldn’t it?” Nathalie retorted, still staring straight ahead, her tone dripping with bitter mockery. “After everything that’s happened, after all he hell I’ve been put through–do you honestly expect me to feel anything else?”

_ance let out a faint hum of acknowledgment. “Maybe the whole thing was a mistake from the very beginning.”

Nathalie’s lashes fluttered. Without dignifying him with a response, she walked straight back to her car.

Once inside, she exhaled a heavy, ragged breath.

She glanced at her phone and noticed a notification badge on her social media app.

Tapping it open, she saw comments from both Freddy and Fabian under her post.

Freddy: [The Register Office is closed today.]

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Fabian: [Nathalie, are you losing your mind over this divorce? Didn’t you check the date?]

Nathalie stared at the screen, utterly defeated.

She tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and sped off.

ance stood by his car, watching her taillights disappear into traffic before finally getting into his own vehicle.

His phone rang. He glanced at the screen–it was Aaron.

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