The Year She Stopped Being Crazy for Him novel Chapter 218

Natalie's heart raced wildly. The assistant had seen her?

She couldn't even remember him. Did he really remember her?

Natalie had been beautiful since childhood, her features simply maturing as she grew. If someone placed a picture of her at twelve next to a current photo, she would be easily recognized; she had just looked a bit more youthful back then.

She followed the man like a ghost, her mind completely blank.

Natalie knew she absolutely could not expose her identity. If the Carlson Family found out she was H, the massive benefits she could bring them meant she would never be able to leave them in this lifetime. She would be forced to work for them forever, permanently trapped as Mrs. Carlson.

Lost in her terrifying thoughts, she followed his dark silhouette straight into the bedroom.

Hassan took off the kid's shoes, tucked him into bed, and then turned to face her. "Do you need something?" he asked, his voice low and magnetic.

Natalie had been incredibly cold and distant toward him lately. She never followed him around unless she needed something.

His voice snapped her back to reality. Startled, she froze, completely unsure of what to say.

Hassan placed a hand on her shoulder, gently but firmly steering her out of the room and closing the door behind them.

"Let's talk in the living room," he said.

Natalie didn't actually have anything to say, but she knew that if she brushed it off now, he would immediately sense something was wrong.

She followed him to the sofa and sat down, her breathing shallow as she frantically searched for a topic.

Hassan, however, was in no rush. He leisurely unfastened his cufflinks, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his forearms, before resting his hands casually on his knees, waiting for her to speak.

"Why didn't Gardenia go today?" she asked casually.

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