Natalie abruptly opened her eyes and gasped.
There was no Edward, no lightning or thunder, and no lingering desire. She was still in Edward's presidential car with the partitions raised.
Jonathan's voice came through the intercom, "Mrs. Callen, are you alright?" He had vaguely heard a sound from the back seat just now.
"I'm fine." Natalie took a deep breath and sat up straight.
Natalie was a little annoyed. 'How can I suddenly dream about my wedding night with Edward?'
It was probably because Lucy had brought up those past events, and she and Edward had just touched on the topic. Moreover, this was Edward's car, and it was filled with his scent.
Natalie blushed and rolled down the window. Fresh air rushed in, dispelling the blushing and heart-racing images in her mind.
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