Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 Sell Her Out

He was not right for her?

Who did Randy even refer to? Shawn or Archie?

She was amused and didn't bother herself to continue the dialogue but sped up.

Randy also quickened to catch up with her, and he held Natalie's wrist to support her when they entered the dining room.

"Natalie, be careful."

Natalie subconsciously pulled her hand back and glared at Randy.

She was quite familiar with the path from the living room to the dining room. Though she had not lived here for several years, she wouldn't stumble that easily.

That man did it on purpose.

He flirted with her to show they were on intimate terms.

As expected, Jessica's laughter came from the dining room.

"Well, we wait for you for a while. It turns out that you two stayed behind on purpose. Randy, my sister is gentle and soft. You can't bully her."

Randy smiled and said, "No, Natalie is so beautiful that I just can't love her enough. How can I bully her?"

Looking at it, Clara was apparently pleased.

She nodded in satisfaction, "It's good that you take a fancy to each other. Come here and sit down!"

Randy turned around and said to Natalie with a smile, "Natalie, let's go over."

Natalie frowned.

She felt so disgusted that she wanted to vomit.

When Natalie stood still, Aleena stood up hurriedly.

"Natalie, come to sit next to Jessica."

Aleena seemed to be considerate enough to help her out. However, Shawn was on Jessica's left side. If she did sit next to Jessica, she would be very embarrassed.

To watch how they loved each other at a close distance?

Maybe they didn't find it awkward, but she felt disgusted.

Natalie said nothing but strode out to sat to the right of Philip.

Aleena sat there before. After she stood up, the seat was available.

Natalia looked at Aleena and said with a faint smile, "Aleena, you should have no objection to me sitting here."

The smile on Aleena's face froze.

Clara put on a sullen look.

"Natalia! That's Aleena's position.

Natalie said lightly, "My mom used to sit here. I miss her, so I want to sit here for a while. Can't I?"

Clara was fuming with anger.

Philip was unhappy, too.

Since her mother died, Natalie had changed a lot. Every time they met, she would mock or ridicule him to enrage him.

With her sitting beside him, it meant that he wouldn't finish this meal peacefully.

Thinking of that, Philip put on a long face and said, "Natalie, sit there. Here is Aleena's seat."

Natalie insisted, "It's my mother's seat."

"You!"

Aleena came to mitigate the tensions.

"Forget it. It's just a seat. It's what Natalie want. Just let her sit there. I can sit here."

With that, she sat at the other end with an aggrieved look.

Aleena seemed to give in, but the whole table stared at Natalie in dissatisfaction because of Aleena's words. Even Randy, who had taken a fancy to Natalie, couldn't help frowning.