Hubert would likely have an unforgettable expression if he ever discovered that the beautiful woman he kissed each time was actually a beautiful woman’s backside. Tears flowed down Natalie’s cheeks, cold and salty. Two years of youth and one kidney had exchanged for a ridiculous marriage. It was laughable. She couldn’t even respect herself. “Mrs. Lawson…” The delicate, fair-skinned boy standing beside her tugged at his shirt, nervously calling her name and bringing Natalie back to reality. “Are… are you okay?” “Call me Natalie.” Natalie wiped her tears with a bold gesture, playfully lifting his chin. “What’s your name?” “Steven… Steven Dalton…” The boy’s ears turned red, and his voice was quiet. “Can you drink?” Natalie stood up, unceremoniously throwing her arm around the boy’s shoulders, like a wolf sensing its prey. “No… I can’t…” The boy’s body stiffened slightly. “Perfect, let’s go drink!” The boy, now even more nervous, fumbled over his words, “I… I… I… can’t… Ah!” “You can spend money, right?” Natalie waved the five million check left by Hubert. As she changed her shoes, Natalie noticed Hubert’s black leather shoes by the doorway, his favorite pair. Turning, Natalie grabbed one of Hubert’s collectible bottles from the wine rack. She looked at the English words written on it, noting that this vintage must be worth over a million. Then, she poured the contents into the shoes. Steven was so stunned that his mouth hung open. Natalie patted Steven’s back. “You’re so timid. How do you expect to become an excellent man?” With the young man in her arms, Natalie headed downstairs and opened the door to the red Porsche parked on the side of the road. She tossed the small rabbit into the back seat and climbed into the car herself. “I’m divorced!” Natalie tried to control the emotions surging within her, forcing a nonchalant expression. The man in the car had beautiful peach blossom eyes, with charm in every flicker of his gaze. He leaned over to fasten Natalie’s seatbelt, raising an eyebrow and flashing a devilish smile, saying casually, “Well, congratulations! We thought we’d never see the day you finally snapped out of it!” Natalie shot him a glare. “Gavin, you’re asking for a beating, aren’t you?” Fighting back tears, two years ago, she had disregarded the objections of family and friends, severed all contact, and rushed to the Lawson family, never expecting such a bleak and miserable end. Gavin Turner held the steering wheel with one hand, pretending not to notice the tears in Natalie’s eyes. He switched to a more agreeable expression, “Natalie, where do you want to go?” In the top VIP room of Claudia Club, the spinning laser lights made Gavin’s temples throb. He endured the blaring music and snatched the wine bottle from Natalie’s hand. Natalie downed three bottles of Romanee-Conti in one go. Even though he wasn’t short of money for wine, he was worried about her drinking to the point of gastric bleeding. Besides, her kidney wasn’t well… “Don’t drink, it’s bad for your kidney…” Gavin shouted in Natalie’s ear, trying to drown out the background music. Natalie pretended not to hear, shaking her long black hair and singing, “The moon is sleeping, I’m not sleeping, I’m a bald little baby…” Gavin’s attempts to stop her drinking were futile. He could only sit back on the couch quietly. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Natalie’s post-marriage asset, the young man. The young man, clearly inexperienced, stared in bewilderment at Natalie, who was drunk. Suddenly, Gavin had an epiphany. He would save the heartbroken woman by showering her with double the love. But the young man in front of him was beautiful, yet clearly just a virgin. “Watch her. I’ll step out for a bit.” Gavin gave his instructions before getting up and leaving the room. As the boss of Claudia Club, finding a few prime men wasn’t difficult for him. Afterward, Natalie would sober up and realize that men and love were all the same, different faces, the same fleeting thrill. Passing by the adjacent VIP room, Gavin paused for a moment, his eyes gleaming with interest. Wait, what’s this person doing here too?
Dumping Ex and Spoiled
Status: Ongoing
