The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 476

Chapter 476

Bang!

The gunshot echoed through the room instantly, the bullet ripping straight into Fabian’s thigh. He let out a muffled groan of agony, his suspended body violently swaying.

Breathing hard, he glared at Lance with a twisted smirk. “Am I wrong? Jackson came looking for Nathalie back then. But when he saw the two of you together, he walked away.”

Fabian suddenly burst into unhinged laughter. “Hahaha… Lance, you accepted her confession so fast, didn’t you? Were you terrified your own brother was going to steal her first?”

_ance’s face was carved from ice, his dark eyes radiating pure lethality. Without a word, he raised the gun and fired again. The second bullet tore nto Fabian’s other leg.

Nathalie listened in sheer disbelief, staring at Fabian as if he were out of his mind. “What are you talking about? Jackson was already dating Felice back then.”

‘No, he wasn’t,” Fabian gasped, shaking his head. “He went looking for you. When he saw you with Lance, he got drunk and ended up with Felice.”

Nathalie froze completely.

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If she didn’t already know the truth about the earthquake, she might have been confused as to why Jackson was looking for her. But she knew now. Jackson must have been searching for the girl who saved him in the rubble. Because it was her.

A complex wave of emotions washed over her. She lowered her gaze. What was the point of talking about this now? For years, she had firmly believed the boy she pulled from the ruins was Lance. She saved him

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because she loved him, not the other way around. She had already made peace with the truth. And Jackson was gone anyway.

But to Lance, her quiet contemplation looked entirely different. The darkness in his eyes thickened into a violent, consuming rage. He stared at Fabian like he wanted to rip him apart barehanded.

Fabian reveled in Lance’s fury, completely unbothered by his bleeding egs. “Mad? Pissed off? Then go ahead and kill me.”

That would be too easy of an out,” Lance said coldly. He holstered his Jun and turned to Nathalie. “Nothing else he says matters. What matters s that he refuses to name the person who wants you dead. We don’t need o show him any mercy.”

Nathalie snapped back to reality and nodded. “You’re right.”

She pulled out her own weapon.

Seeing the gun in her hand, Fabian closed his eyes. “If I die by your hands,

have no regrets.”

I’m not going to let you die,” Nathalie said, her voice devoid of emotion. “I never did anything to hurt you, yet you’ve repeatedly tried to end my life. You owe me, Fabian.”

She raised the gun, settling into the stance Lance had taught her, and aimed.

She pulled the trigger. The bullet clipped his ribs, and his face contorted n absolute agony.

You pulled it,” Lance murmured, stepping up behind her. He wrapped his arge, steady hand over hers, guiding her aim. “Don’t hit any major organs. He’ll bleed out too fast. Aim here…”

He calmly instructed her, using the man hanging in front of them as a literal target.

Realizing exactly what they were doing, Fabian’s pupils contracted in

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