Chapter 67

Natalie

Natalie didn’t want to listen to anything that Theodore said. She crossed her hands and gave him a clear hint that she wasn’t in a mood to talk. As they reached home, she didn’t wait for him to open the door for her, but slammed it behind her.

She was pacing the room and her gaze fell on herself in the mirror. How enthusiastically she had dressed and had gotten readied, but how the night had ended? She hated it. Hated that woman. Hated Theodore for everything. But it didn’t mean that she was only thinking irrationally.

She thought about everything.

Theo was spending almost all the nights with her. He would come home late, yes, but he was home every night. Lionel had extended them invitation randomly, and what if they wouldn’t have attended? It was Natalie who had reminded him of it, again? But is that because of the other woman that Theo wasn’t ready to go in the first place and was acting as if he had forgotten?

But why would he take her in the same room where he had a submis