Chapter 112 Not Here
Seeing that he was asking sincerely and respectfully, Natalie hesitated to refuse him.
Even if the marriage was not his intention, he had helped and protected her since their wedding.
Moreover, he did not force her at all. She knew that if he wanted to force her, he would have done it a long time ago.
Perhaps she had subconsciously realized this long ago, so she had allowed all his ‘mischievous’ actions so far.
Natalie panicked and glanced around the office, which was decorated in Oliver's signature gray and dark tones.
“Not here.”
This statement was tantamount to giving consent.
Countless women chased after Oliver, throwing themselves at him. However, only the woman in front of him could bring immense joy to his heart and soul.
"Okay."
Oliver cupped Natalie's face with both hands and fiercely kissed her sweet lips as his gaze surged with emotions.
…
The food had already gone cold at this time.
"It is not hot anymore. Shall I warm it up in the microwave for you?" Natalie suggested.
"It is alright."
Oliver did not mind at all. When he was in a good mood, everything was appetizing. He took a few bites and suddenly looked up, saying, "Natalie, once words are spoken, you can’t take them back!"
"When have I ever taken back my words?"
Natalie blushed and thought to herself, ‘Why on earth is he bringing up such a topic while we are eating? Focus on the meal!‘
"Natalie."
Oliver paused after a few bites and looked up. Although he did not strictly adhere to the rule of silence during meals, he rarely spoke when eating alone.
"Yes?"
"Have you noticed the glass in front of you?"
Oliver gestured at the floor-to-ceiling window with his chin.
"Yes," Natalie replied. Curious, she asked, "What’s wrong?"
"I want to pin you against it," Oliver said. He paused before he slowly said, “… and make you mine."
"Oliver!"
Natalie was thoroughly embarrassed. She thought to herself, ‘Men always have such impure thoughts!’
Ashamed, she stood up and said, "I'm leaving, you can finish your meal by yourself!"
It was the first time she left without Oliver's permission.
Oliver was not angry at all. On the contrary, he was happy and satisfied. This side of Natalie meant that she was coming out of her shell and that she was no longer fearful of him.
Oliver was eagerly looking forward to his first time with Natalie.
…
Back at Rosewood Estate.
Natalie was beginning to regret impulsively agreeing to Oliver. She flopped down on the bed, feeling at a loss. When she buried herself under the blanket and smelled Oliver’s scent, she quickly sat up as though she had been electrocuted. Her face turned red again in just a blink of an eye.
Thinking of the things that might happen on the bed tonight, she wished she could throw the bed out.
…
It was almost 9 PM, but Oliver still had yet to return.
Suddenly, Natalie’s phone started ringing. It was Oliver. In that instant, she felt the mental preparations she had painstakingly made crumble.
“O-Oliver?” Natalie called out in a trembling voice.
In the next moment, she heard a pleasing voice coming from the earpiece.
"Passengers boarding the flight to Paris, France, please proceed to the gate..."
"I won't be coming back tonight."
"Huh?"
Natalie paused for a second, then replied, "Okay."
"Disappointed?" Oliver said in a low voice, “I’ll make it to you when I return.”
Charles was helping Oliver to check in while he spoke to Natalie.
"No, not at all! Focus on your work! Work is important!" Natalie hurriedly said, shaking her head vigorously.
‘I’m definitely not disappointed!’
Oliver could already imagine her red cheeks at this moment, and his gaze turned softened.
…
Oliver took his seat in the first-class cabin. He did not like being around strangers for a long time, so he booked all eight seats in the cabin, leaving onlyw him and Charles.
"Sir, Susan's assistant sent a message, stating that Susan is out of danger now, but she remains unconscious," Charles reported in a low voice.
Oliver grunted, furrowing his brow in annoyance. He was not sure if it was because his pleasant evening had been disrupted or because the woman on the other side of the continent had gotten into trouble.
"What happened?" Oliver finally asked after a pause.
"I don’t know who spread the news to Susan about Arthur falling out with you for Miss Lee, but Susan was preparing for her fashion show at the time and got pushed off the runway when she was distracted."
"Who pushed her?"
"A designer who had conflicts of interest with Susan."
"Spread the word that RK Group will not have any dealings with that designer from now on."
Such a public boycott from RK Group would essentially the designer’s career.
Charles had been by Oliver's side for nearly ten years, chosen by the Norton family to be Oliver's right-hand man when he was not yet fourteen. He possessed some knowledge of Oliver's past.
Susan had liked Arthur for years, but Arthur fell for a girl from an ordinary family. These relationships were inextricable and confusing. Already complicated, now Natalie was added to the mix.
However, Charles never meddled in his boss’ affairs. He did not have the right to interfere after all.
"Has the woman Arthur likes been found?" Oliver furrowed his brow.
"No," Charles shook his head as he said, "When Flora fell into the sea, her body was not recovered. The chances of her being alive are almost zero."
…
Natalie sat on the bed in a daze for half an hour, not understanding why she felt a sense of loss. After all, she should be happy she escaped tonight. When Oliver came back, she would have to go through another round of mental torture.
Natalie casually scrolled through Instagram for a while.
The online controversy surrounding her had subsided.
She did not reveal her husband’s identity, and many people began to suspect that she had lied just to repair her image.
At that moment, speculation ran rampant, and opinions varied.
And this group of people seemed to be internet trolls.
The person behind the trolls could be Arwyn, Hailey, Cadence, or someone else, but Natalie did not care about who it was.
Whether netizens believed it or not was not important; what mattered was that her crisis of negative publicity had temporarily passed.
However, the popularity of Top Avenue continued to skyrocket because of this incident.
Natalie scrolled through the fashion headlines casually, and her eyes paused when she saw, ‘Renowned Designer, Susan, Falls in Paris.‘
‘Paris…’
For some reason, she thought about her call earlier with Oliver. He seemed to have gone to Paris.
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