Chapter 20 Poor Skills
This dog of a man, did he ever consider my feelings while he slept with other women?
Yet he still has the audacity to say that he wouldn’t give me a second chance if we really got divorced?
As if I’d ever want another chance like that!
“Natalie!” Hubert yelled, about to explode at the face of her nonchalant attitude.
He was unable to believe that the woman who had viewed him as the core of her life could actually get o
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over him that easily.
“Natalie, so you’re finally showing your true colors, huh? I see that’s how sharp your tongue and how harsh your words are What, you’re not bothering to pretend anymore?”
Natalie shoved Hubert away. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
Listen. Hubert. I treated you the way I did back then, simply because I wanted to, and not because I had to! And now. I feel nothing towards you, how you see me is none of my concern.”
Hubert’s eyes turned cold, he then pulled out a tiny box from his coat and said, “Eat this!”
Natalie’s eyes fell on the box in his hand, and her heart fell.
It was a morning–after pill
“Hah. Mr. Lawson, it’s been quite a while since we did it. Didn’t you prepare more of this? It’d be much safer!”
Natalie grabbed the pill and gulped it down.
After all that was said, he only feared that she bore ill intentions towards him.
Hubert had told her before, that she was not worthy of bearing his child.
“You know, Mr. Lawson, I must say that your skills are actually pretty lame, all you left me with was a sore back. But then again. I guess you’re just nothing more than a pretty face.”
Natalie opened her purse and pulled out five 100–dollar bills and rolled them up tightly, then said, “Here’s your tip, , use this to replenish yourself.”
She then yanked Hubert by his tie and tossed the cash into his shirt.
You’re not the only one skilled at the art of humiliation.
“Oh dear, Nat, you’re overpaying him. The top–quality ones in the bars are only worth 1000 dollars at most. A scruffy old man like Mr. Lawson should be thankful to even get any customers.
Benson grinned mischievously as he walked over from the elevator.
He had originally made an appointment to meet with the main sponsor of the concert, but after waiting for what felt like forever, the main sponsor never showed up.
Hubert’s face darkened as he glared at the red–haired Benson
So this is the toy boy Natalie was seen with
Benson ignored Hubert, who was standing in front of him, and naturally wrapped his arm around Natalie’s slim waist, Tm
back, Nat.
He then kissed Natalie’s cheek gently.
“Smile a little, that’ll piss him off.” Benson leaned over and whispered to Natalie, acting all lovey–dovey with her.
Chapter 20 Poor Skills
Oh, whatever, better not embarrass my own brother Afier all, he’s also doing this to help me
(back at Hubert.
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“I brought you a cheesecake, your favorite. Benson handed a paper bag to Natalie, then grinned mockingly at the gloomy. Hubert, “Close the door after you, alright? Mr. Ex–husband?”
Hubert’s sharp gaze fell on Benson, his lips curved slightly. “It’s still too early to be calling me that, it’s not official yet!”
“That’s true. Since there’s no problem with the severance package, there’s no need for you to get someone to go through the procedures. See you at the city hall tomorrow at 9A.M.”
Natalie was sick of having the Lawson family disturb her peace.
Hubert left, slamming the door violently behind him.
“What? I was just worried that you’d lose to your feelings again when you saw that bastard.”
Benson called after Natalie as she headed to the kitchen moodily. “You’re not pleased about that? Fine, I won’t piss him off
, alright?”
Natalie pulled out the steak from the refrigerator and placed it on the chopping board, “Listen up, Benson Gray, I could not care less about him!”
