Book TRK
Chapter 88
Chapter 88
Chapter 88 Don’t Call Me Like That
After Beth left. Maggie remained seated for quite some time.
It seemed Beth hadn’t realized that, despite everything she had said that day, nothing was as hurtful as her final boastful remark aimed at Maggie.
Maggie set down her coffee, her interest waning. She felt as though something was blocking her chest, leaving her with no appetite at all.
She understood that Beth’s final remark was merely a result of her losing the previous confrontation, failing to gain any advantages, and thus attempting to save face by asserting that she understood Nathael better than Maggie.
However, to Maggie, that sentence felt like a needle piercing her heart.
Seafood allergy!
It seemed absurd that during the past life she had spent living with him, she had been entirely unaware.
I don’t know him at all, not even his basic habits and health conditions.
Suddenly, Maggie recalled the last time she had prepared the seafood curry for him. Initially, he hesitated. to cat it, only doing so after her encouragement. Besides, she remembered noticing small red spots on the back of his hand after he washed the dishes.
At that
she had never considered that those spots were not from a mosquito bite, but due to his seafood allergy.
At that moment, Maggie felt an overwhelming sense of despair and confusion.
Am I truly deserving of being with him?
Am I truly worthy of his affection?
Regardless of past lives, even in this life, her treatment of him was far from pure.
Her heart, long turned pitch black and riddled with scars, had long been filled with hatred and power. She refused to accept that her once genuine feelings had been trampled upon, nor could she accept that others had deceived her in her past life.
She yearned to claim everything from the Camerons, seeking revenge on all those who had wronged her.
Maggie gazed downward, staring blankly at the latte art on her coffee.
She had never truly understood him, unaware of his preferences and habits. Despite living together for quite some time in their past lives, they had never truly been together,
Would my self–proclaimed closeness only bring him more trouble?
Maggie’s heart ached, feeling Jost and indecisive for the first time since her rebirth,
She sat alone in the coffee shop until the sun had set before finally rising to leave.
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Chapter 88 Don’t Call Me Like That
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Upon concluding the day’s final meeting, Nathael glanced at his silent phone with a dark gaze.
Isn’t she supposed to be using him? Why hasn’t she found me to take credit after the press conference?
After momentarily looking at Maggie’s number, Nathael placed his phone back on the table and left it untouched.
He rose from his seat and strolled to the floor–to–ceiling window. He lit a cigarette and held it between his lips. He looked cold and stubborn.
He understood that if he wanted her to pay more attention to him, he would have to endure the longing and desire. Otherwise, once she felt her objective was accomplished, she would likely dismiss him without hesitation.
Nathael lowered his gaze, his throat subtly constricting. The situation was progressing differently than he expected, causing him some frustration.
Shortly after, Alex knocked on the door. “Mr. Harris, Ms. Bray would like to see you.”
Nathael’s eyes darkened as he raised a hand to loosen the tie around his neck, displaying an apparent lack of patience. “I don’t want to see her.”
Alex hesitated briefly before speaking again, “She said it’s about Ms. Adam and wishes to speak with you,”
After silence, Nathael responded, “Let her in.”
A few minutes later, Beth was ushered in by Alex. She paused in her tracks, gazing at the man standing. before the window, her eyes brimming with almost uncontrollable affection.
He st
and handsome with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and slim hips, exuding charm with each
step alreath.
Beth couldn’t help but gaze at him for a moment before speaking. “Maggie’s intentions towards you are far. from pure. You heard what she said today. I just want to advise you. Having some fun is fine, but don’t get too invested. A woman like her isn’t worth it.”
Nathael chuckled, removed the cigarette from his mouth, walked to the ashtray on the table, extinguished it, then looked at Beth and said in a deep voice, “Since when did you start teaching me how to do things?”
His eyes were dark, dangerous, sharp, and indifferent.
As Beth met his gaze, her heart involuntarily tightened, and a sense of fear inexplicably rose,
Her throat tightened, but she couldn’t help saying, “What’s so great about Maggie? She’s not worthy of you at all. Since approaching you, every move she’s made has been for her own benefit.”
Nathael sneered. “I just hate that I don’t have enough of what she wants from me. I’m willing to give it as long as she wants it.”
With that statement, all of Beth’s illusions were shattered.
Their circle was chaotic, with power and influence at their peak, beauty, and excitement following suit. But Nathael never indulged in such things. He was part of this circle, yet he remained calm and restrained.
Chapter 88 Don’t Call Me Like That
Beth had grown up with him, and over the years, she had never seen him waste so much time on any woman, nor had she seen him engage in ambiguous relationships.
But now, for the first time, she heard such words from him.
Beth’s hand clenched tightly by her side, nails digging into her flesh–the slight pain spread to her heart, filled with disbelief and unwillingness.
Why?
On what grounds?
What’s so special about Maggie?
How could a man as clear–headed and restrained as him become so blindly infatuated with that woman?
“Are you out of your mind? Beth’s face turned ugly as she Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.
oke with difficulty.
“Get out.” Nathael didn’t want to waste any more words with her. His beautiful eyes were dark and indifferent.
Naturally, Beth was unwilling to leave. She spoke again, I met her today.”
Before she could finish her sentence, his sharp eyes locked onto her like two sharp blades, gleaming with coldness and danger, sending chills down her spine, making her feel an indescribable coldness.
“Who allowed you to take matters into your own hands?” Nathael spoke in a deep voice, his eyes filled with a hint of hostility.
Beth swallowed nervously, not answering his question. Instead, she said, “She admitted that she approached you for profit for her family. She also thinks you won’t be angry about it. Nathael, what do you see in such a greedy and insincere woman?”
Beth couldn’t understand.
Maggie is indeed beautiful, but over the years, there have been women more beautiful than her. So why her?
Nathael’s face was cold, his sharp eyes staring directly at her, his voice icy. “Beth, this is my final warning to you. Don’t meddle in my business.”
Beth’s heart trembled, meeting the darkness in his eyes. She subconsciously took two steps back.
Most of the time, Nathael was always reserved and indifferent, seeming unimpressed by anything, and only a few things could catch his eye.
But when he turned ruthless, it made people tremble to their core.
“And don’t call my name affectionately like that. If there’s a next time, I will personally talk to Master Bray.”
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