Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet novel Chapter 229

Chapter 229 I Don't Hate You

After a while, he lowered his head and said dejectedly, "Because I betrayed you and did so many things to you. I even bullied you along with other people. Would you keep on hating me for that?"

Natalia raised an eyebrow.

Was this gesture of lowering his head one of guilt?

She chuckled and shook her head.

"No, I don't hate you."

Shawn shook, looking at her in disbelief as his pupils expanded slightly.

"Why?"

"Because hatred means I still keep you in my mind. I have no real need to keep in my mind someone who doesn't matter to me at all for petty hate."

With that, her lips parted slightly, and she really turned around and left.

Shawn stood there, rooted to the spot as he looked at her receding back. His heart throbbed, and his brain felt like it had taken a lightning bolt right down the middle. His whole body stiffened.

What did she say?

She didn't hate him, just because he was someone who didn't matter to her in her life.

He didn't matter?

Heh! Heh heh hah hah hah!

Six years. Six years she'd given to him, and she could let it all go this easily?

She could say she didn't need him just like that?

She could say she didn't like him just like that?

She could say he didn't matter just like that?

Who gave her the right?

What made her think she could say he didn't matter?

Weren't those six years the best time of her life?

Even with the flow of time, even with someone else beside her, she shouldn't have lumped him in with those people who didn't matter!

After all, he was her first love. Weren't first loves supposed to be the one, the deepest and most secretive part of the heart?

No, he didn't believe it!

He wouldn't believe it!

As if thinking of something, Shawn's eyes shone with gleaming heat.

Stepping out, he chased after her.

*****

Natalia didn't linger in the banquet.

For no other reason than that it was getting late, and the old ball and chain was starting to get antsy at home.

Archie was holding a grudge for her going out without bringing him along.

He swore, whichever day she saw fit to go public with their relationship, he would let the whole world know he was her man, and what really was between them!

Hmph!

The man was sitting at home sulking when he heard the car trundle up from outside. His eyes lit up and he stood.

Then he sat back down again the next second.

What was he getting so excited for?

She was just coming back, wasn't she?

She had to come back eventually!

Hmph!

He sat down heavily on the leather sofa. To show how casual he was being, he crossed one long leg over the other.

It still wasn't enough. He took up a nearby financial magazine, flipped it open and pretended to read.

That was what Natalia saw when she stepped foot inside.

In the spacey, luxurious living room, a certain handsome man sat on the sofa, legs crossed, magazine in hand, reading the heck out of it.

She had to smirk as she changed her shoes and walked over.

"I'm back, husband dear."

Archie didn't even look up.

He just grunted.

Natalia put her bag down and sat down next to him, encircling her hands around his arm.

"It's been a few hours; did you miss me? Have you been a good boy at home?"

Archie kept his face cold as he tugged his arm out of her grasp.