Chapter 12

Wilson flipped through text after text that was sent from December to January. It was just 30 days filled with nothing but provocation. He was blinded by rage. Now, only one thought consumed his mind. That was to look for Natalie and make her pay. He sped all the way home. The moment he stepped out of the car, he saw the pile of luggage stacked by the door. Natalie was directing the household staff to move her things. When she noticed him, she swayed her hips and slinked toward him. "Why have you returned? Did you miss me after all? I'll stay if you kiss me." Wilson could no longer hold back. His hand swung through the air with full force, striking her across the face. A loud smack echoed as Natalie was sent crashing to the ground. Her once-fair cheek turned scarlet, swelling instantly. She lifted her head in disbelief, her voice trembling as she asked, "Wilson… Why did you hit me?" Wilson was so furious that he could barely speak. He threw his phone at her as his eyes gleamed