The Year She Stopped Being Crazy for Him novel Chapter 152

The single word felt like a needle to the eye.

No wonder he had refused treatment at the hospital. He had purposely saved the wound to show Gardenia, just to earn her pity.

A bone-deep chill spread from her fingertips through her veins, leaving a layer of inexplicable cold over her entire body.

Natalie no longer felt the hysterical rage that had consumed her when she first discovered their affair. She was trying her hardest not to care, but years of deep affection couldn't be stripped away in an instant.

Looking at the crystal-clear photo, a childish urge to find another man and 'retaliate' flashed through her mind for a split second.

Suddenly, a warm touch covered the back of her icy hand.

Her stinging eyes shifted. Yvonne held her hand, pulling a beautifully wrapped bag of pastries from the cabinet and slipping it over her wrist. "One of Lemuel's former students brought these when he visited. They looked like the kind of treats you kids love. Take them home with you."

Her eyes grew hot, the heavy ache welling up as she fought back the tears threatening to fall, her fingers gripping the handles of the bag tight.

Her chest felt suffocatingly tight, heavy with grievance.

Yvonne always told her she couldn't be reckless now that she was grown up, yet she still treated her like a child.

Meanwhile, the man who had once promised her it was okay to be reckless was the one constantly forcing her to grow up.

She threw her arms around Yvonne, her chest feeling as though it were crushed under a boulder, making it hard to breathe. "Yvonne, you have to focus on recovering. Get your strength back for the surgery. I'm looking for the best physical therapists for Lemuel. You're both going to be okay."

Leaving the hospital, Natalie headed to the TV station to sign the contract termination with the stage director.

She had heard that the synchronized underwater dance had been changed to a solo performance by Kara.

Dusk was settling, the city's streetlights flickering on to cast a gentle glow over the skyline.

The Tomorrow Broadcasting headquarters was located in the heart of the CBD.

Standing outside the building, Natalie watched the gray-blue sky reflect off the glass facade, the building's lights sparkling like crushed diamonds against the evening.

Upon entering, an assistant escorted her up the elevator to a lounge.

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