Even this slight movement didn't escape Ethan's sharp eyes.
In an instant, he stood up and even took a step back, his gaze on Natalie turning ice-cold. His voice carried a biting chill. "Mrs. Carter, have I ever told you how disgusting you are? Stay away from me from now on. And get rid of the breakfast."
The company's latest project had been put on hold for days, leaving Ethan irritable. Now, coming home only made him lose what little appetite he had left.
His mood had hit rock bottom, and no amount of self-restraint could keep his temper in check.
Grabbing his jacket from the couch, he glanced back at Natalie, who sat there motionless. Before leaving, he threw out one last remark. "There's a birthday party tonight. Be there. My assistant will send you the details."
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