Natalie quickly put on her clothes and turned to leave. But Cassian finally lost his patience and grabbed her arm.
"Enough of this nonsense. Talking about divorce makes no sense. Natalie, don't forget, we are one. I didn't agree to a divorce. As long as I don't say it, you will never get rid of me in this lifetime."
"If we're not divorcing, then send her away. Don't touch other women ever again. Because I find it dirty. I find it disgusting."
Her words completely enraged him.
"You think I'm dirty? Then I'll make sure you accept it!" He picked up the glass of red wine on the table, took a sip, then grabbed Aria by the back of her neck and leaned down, feeding it into her mouth.
Aria did not resist and swallowed it softly, her body trembling.
In the next instant, he suddenly turned and pressed his lips onto Natalie's.
"No... don't touch me!" Natalie turned her head to avoid him, but he firmly grabbed her chin, forced her mouth open, and poured the red wine inside.
"Swallow it. Be good."
A wave of humiliation surged through her. Natalie shoved him away and collapsed onto the floor in a mess.
She coughed.
So dirty.
She kept coughing desperately, but could not spit it out.
Seeing this, Aria blinked innocently and said softly, "Mrs. Stewart, why are you doing this? Mr. Stewart really loves you. The first time he was with me, he even called your name. He loves you so much… can't you be a little more forgiving?"
Cassian seemed satisfied with her words. "Natalie, you should learn from Aria. She may be young, but she understands things. I've spoiled you too much over the years, which is why you've become so unreasonable, haven't you?"
Tears filled Natalie's eyes. She bit her lip and looked up at the man on the bed. "Why… why did you become like this?"
Natalie had once believed Cassian was the light of her life. He appeared when her life was at its darkest.
As the heiress of the Mitchell family, she was not favored. Her mother died early, and after her father remarried, he had another daughter. From then on, she became the most unnecessary person in the household.
Besides money, she had nothing. So over time, she became reckless, wild, and rebellious.
Since no one cared about her, she threw herself into the most extreme experiences. Roller coasters, high-speed racing, bungee jumping, flying planes, climbing mountains no one had ever scaled…
When her reputation had completely fallen apart, her father arranged a marriage for her. She was to marry a powerful man from New York City, Cassian Stewart.
She originally refused. On their first meeting, she even set off a firecracker that blew up his car.
But he did not get angry. Instead, he smiled. "Do you like it? If you do, marry me. You can blow up all the cars in my garage if you want. When you're done, I'll buy new ones."
Seeing the teasing curve of his lips and hearing his indulgent tone, she fell for him instantly and agreed to the marriage.
After marriage, Cassian gave her a kind of love she had never felt before.
She loved going clubbing, so he rented out the entire city's nightlife venues and let her go wild.
She loved racing, so he built her a private racetrack and even accompanied her every week for intense races.
To make her happy, he even ordered all the company's perfumers to create a custom fragrance named after her.
His friends often joked that the untouchable Cassian Stewart had finally fallen for a wild girl.
He would only smile and say, "When you meet the right person, you give them everything."
But at some point, he changed. He forgot her cycles, stopped taking time off for her, and even began staying out all night.
At first, Natalie didn't care. She thought he was just busy.
But now she realized he had always been someone who liked control, and disliked being controlled.
"Natalie, you're a wealthy young lady. Don't be so naive. My friends and I all live like this. I have endured five years already. It's time for me to have some fun, isn't it?"
Natalie said nothing. She staggered out of the room.
As she closed the door, she still heard voices behind her.
"Aren't you going to comfort her? Mrs. Stewart looks really angry."
"Comfort her? Do you think she'll really divorce me? No. These years, she hasn't worked, hasn't socialized, and the Mitchell family has no place for her anymore. Without me, she couldn't survive."
"You're so heartless."
"Do you like it? Hmm? Aria, you just showered… You smell really good."
*****
Standing outside the tightly closed door, Natalie let out a cold laugh.
He thought she had no job. But he did not know that the company's best-selling perfumes were all created by her.
Without hesitation, she took out her phone. "Mr. Grant, I've decided to accept your offer and become the overseas perfumery director at your company."
"Oh? Have you thought it through? Didn't you recently say you were planning to tell your husband that you are the famous perfumer Celine?"
"There's no need anymore. Besides, I've already decided… I'm divorcing him."
"Alright. I'll make the arrangements. We'll be waiting for you anytime."