The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409

Nathalie’s beautiful brows pulled into a tight knot. Watching his shameless, rogue-like

behavior, she took a deep breath. “What is it going to take for you to keep your mouth shut in front of her?”

A teasing, dangerous glint sparked in Lance’s dark eyes. “Kiss me.”

Nathalie stared at him in icy disbelief. “We already signed the divorce papers.”

“But we haven’t gotten the official decree yet, have we?” Lance arched an eyebrow effortlessly. “Which means we are still legally husband and wife. What’s wrong with a husband and wife sharing a kiss?”

“Fine. Go tell her.”

Nathalie spun on her heel. “If the shock puts my grandmother in an early grave, I will spend the rest of my life making you pay.”

She reached for the doorknob, but a wall of solid, radiating heat suddenly pressed against her back. Iron arms locked tightly around her waist, and a second later, a soft kiss was pressed to her cheek.

“You-”

She whipped her head around to glare at him, her chest heaving with frustration.

Lance buried his face against her, his voice dropping into a low, rumbling murmur. “If you won’t kiss me, then I’ll just have to kiss you.”

“Get off me!”

Nathalie thrashed in his grip.

“Stop moving. You’re going to rip my stitches,” Lance groaned.

Furious, Nathalie blindly pinched at his waist, but his muscles were so impossibly dense she couldn’t even grab an inch of flesh!

“Lance, you literally said you were completely over this marriage. You said you were done. What the hell is this right now?” she demanded, panting slightly as she failed to pry his arms

open.

“I can’t do it.”

His voice was thick and raspy. “I wanted to walk away. I wanted to stop obsessing over you, stop looking at you. I agreed to the divorce so we would never have to cross paths again. But I tried, and I physically cannot do it.”

During his business trip, he had tried so hard to cool his blood. She had misunderstood him,

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she had literally thrown other women into his bed, she had shoved him away time and time again.

She had pushed him to the absolute brink. Why should he keep begging for scraps?

If she wanted a divorce, giving it to her would be setting them both free.

But those few days and nights had been pure, suffocating agony.

It was all just a misunderstanding. If they could just clear the air, everything would be fine. But she was so ruthlessly stubborn, cutting him out of her life without a second thought.

“Nathalie, you must have put a hex on me. Otherwise, why would you be the only thing I see after tearing my heart out time and time again?”

Nathalie tilted her head up and let out a harsh scoff. “You’re lying to me again.”

Lance only tightened his grip, refusing to let her go. “I’m not lying. My wounds are literally killing me, so stop trying to shove me away.”

His voice dropped even lower, thick with raw possession. “And I’m pissed. You actually tried to let another woman touch me. How could you do that to me?”

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