The Unwavering Heart That Broke (Nathalie and Lance) novel Chapter 783

Chapter 783

With him being so hopelessly direct, Nathalie really didn’t know what to say.

He wore his heart on his sleeve, yet he hadn’t crossed any boundaries. All she could do was accept his presence gracefully rather than overthinking it, which would only make their dynamic exhausting.

She typed a quick reply: [Let’s go get those groceries.]

Freddy smiled. “Sure.”

They headed to the supermarket. Freddy pushed the cart, trailing closely behind her as she picked out fresh produce. Watching her soft, beautiful profile, a piece of his heart melted completely.

He adjusted his glasses, unable to stop himself from wondering: exactly when were she and Lance getting a divorce? He was growing impatient.

Meanwhile, back at Lumina Grand.

Lance sat gripping his phone, waiting desperately for Nathalie’s reply. But the device remained agonizingly silent, as if it were broken.

He sat alone in the sprawling living room, his broad shoulders slumped. That suffocating feeling of losing control was clawing at his chest again.

Suddenly, his phone chimed. He immediately activated the screen reader and navigated the interface.

But it wasn’t Nathalie. It was a report from the bodyguard secretly tailing her.

Bodyguard: [Mrs. Adams met up with Freddy.]

Bodyguard: [They got coffee together.]

Bodyguard: [They’re grocery shopping together.]

Bodyguard: [She brought him back to The Sinclair Residence. The old lady seems thrilled.]

Lance: “…”

The phone might as well have been broken.

He tossed it onto the sofa, leaning his head back and pressing his fingers hard against his temples. A heavy, isolating chill radiated from him.

“Ahem…”

A deliberate cough broke the silence.

Lance’s expression didn’t shift. “What?” he asked coldly.

Elara Lane let out an awkward chuckle. “Am I interrupting your brooding billionaire moment? I checked the time, and unfortunately, it’s time for your treatment.”

She had actually been standing there for several minutes, watching his entire pity–party performance, and couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

What an absolute master of manipulation. He was playing Nathalie like a fiddle. The poor girl was too

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kindhearted; of course she was falling for it. Elara honestly couldn’t stand watching it anymore.

Lance’s lips curled into a dry smirk. “You should have taken a picture and sent it to her. Tell her how pathetic and melodramatic I’m being.”

Elara’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected him to be so blatantly shameless.

“So you admit you’re putting on an act?” Her courage flared, and she called him out directly. “I refuse to believe Nathalie doesn’t see right through you.”

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