Chapter 6
Friends? If Natalie hadn’t overheard the possessive tone in her voice on the phone last night, if she hadn’t seen the way Camila looked at Alexander, she might have actually believed her.
Sure enough, her suspicions were confirmed in the next moment.
After her sincere-looking speech, Camila leaned in and whispered a challenge only Natalie could hear.
“I was faking it last night. I can’t believe Alexander came running with just one phone call. Natalie, just give up. I’ve been gone for years, and he still can’t let me go. Who do you think he loves more, you or me p>
Natalie kept her expression carefully neutral. The answer was obvious. Alexander didn’t love her anymore. Or perhaps, he never had. She had been the one pathetically trying to win him back, hoping he would return to the man he used to be.
Now she knew. No matter how hard she tried, she could never compete with a simple test from Camila.
Natalie pulled her arm away, freeing her wrist from Camila’s grasp.
“Ah p>
Suddenly, Camila stumbled backward and fell to the ground, clutching her right ankle with a pained expression, as if Natalie had pushed her. “My ankle p>
Alexander shot a cold glare at Natalie before immediately kneeling beside Camila, his brow furrowed. “What’s wrong with your ankle p>
“I think I twisted it. It hurts so much Camila looked like she was on the verge of tears.
Alexander looked up, his handsome face grim and emotionless. He spat out a single word at Natalie.
“Apologize p>
Natalie froze. From his angle, she couldn’t believe he hadn’t seen what really happened. Yet he was demanding she apologize. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by.net
“I saw it with my own eyes! She fell on her own. It had nothing to do with Natalie!” Arianna couldn’t stand it anymore. She had seen the whole thing; the woman had done it on purpose.
A sharp, piercing gaze, cold as an arrow, shot from Alexander toward Arianna.
Natalie stepped in front of her friend. “Arianna’s right. I didn’t push her p>
Alexander scoffed, a mocking smile on his lips. “I know exactly what you’re thinking. You’re just angry I didn’t come home to you, so you’re taking it out on Camila to
make me think you’re the victim, to make me feel sorry for you p>
Natalie stared at him, a look of utter disbelief in her eyes.
How could he think that of her?
“Alex, don’t blame Natalie. It was my fault, I fell. It has nothing to do with her. Please don’t be angry,” Camila said at just the right moment, placing her hands on Alexander’s arms in a plea for “peace p>
Natalie’s eyes were drawn to those hands.
Ever since they had met, Alexander had never let another woman get within two feet of him If any woman dared to approach him, his glare alone was enough to make her retreat in fear.
But now, Camila was the exception.
Natalie took a deep breath. “Think what you want. I didn’t do it, and I won’t apologize p>
His deep, dark eyes stared at her, as if trying to see into her very soul.
“Oww,” Camila whimpered in pain again.
Alexander swept her up into his arms and shot a warning at Natalie.
“Remember this. If there’s a next time, it won’t end so easily p>
Then he carried Camila to his Rolls-Royce and sped away.
“He’s such a scumbag! How dare he carry another woman right in front of you!” Arianna raged.
Natalie pulled her gaze away and started walking toward the shipping company with her boxes. “She’s his first love. Of course he’s worried p>
“That doesn’t give him the right to falsely accuse you and threaten you!” Arianna said, catching up and taking the other box from her.
Natalie gave a self-deprecating smile. “Do you really think he’s the same Alexander he used to be p>
Natalie and Arianna had dinner before she returned home.
As soon as she walked in, Susan rushed over. “Mrs. Ramirez, where have you been Mr. Ramirez ise waiting for you upstairs. He’s not th a good mood p>
Her first thought was: Did Camila really break her ankle? If so, “not in a good mood” would be an understatement.
Natalie went upstairs and pushed open the master bedroom door.
Inside, Alexander was sitting on the sofa, still in his suit, his face a thunderous
mask. Hearing her enter, he lifted his eyes, his gaze cold and sharp.
“Where are all your things p>