When he realized he was once again feeling unwarranted emotions towards Natalie, he frowned in irritation.
She must be pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy—pure delusion.
But then he recalled the way she had smiled at Giovanni at the Ember Lounge the other day, and Ethan suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of frustration. He slammed his chopsticks down and headed upstairs to his study to prepare for tomorrow's game negotiation.
When Ethan saw Natalie the next day, she was as composed as ever. When she looked at him, she smiled gently, as she used to, and softly called him, "Ethan."
Since the incident with Cora half a month ago, she had shattered the superficial peace they had maintained. She was no longer gentle with him, her demeanor icy.
But today, it seemed as if she had retur
