Chapter 859 Honey, Look at Me
Since everyone has heard it anyway, it's better to make it clear once and for all!
She endured it for over thirty years, and had enough of it!
"James, should I hate Emma? How did Emma once humiliate and belittle me?" Helen recalled the past while laughing bitterly, crying, even after so many years, she still resented that deceased Emma!
"James, do you remember how Emma evaluated me? Saying I lack culture, without enough intelligence, full of bad ideas, unable to bear the responsibility of the Hastings family. When Emma said this in front of so many people back then, do you know how many people were making fun of me? I also come from a big family. Marrying into the Hastings family made me a joke despised by Emma, becoming a joke for others!"
And it doesn't end there, Emma not only openly and secretly disapproved of me, belittled me, but she even approved of you having an affair outside! You were involved with Isabella for so long before I found out, Isabella often came to the Hastings family. Isabella and Emma had such a good relationship that I don't believe Emma didn't know!"
"Helen, you slut, stop slandering Emma!"
James admitted that it was wrong of him to be secretly with Isabella, but Emma was completely unaware of it, even warned him, saying Isabella was someone else's wife, that the relationship was awkward, not getting too close.
Indeed, Emma was dissatisfied with Helen as a daughter-in-law. Emma, such a wise and insightful woman, had long seen Helen as a bad person, not liking her was normal.
Who let Helen marry into the Hastings family when James was drunk, deliberately seducing James?
A series of despicable acts.
This old trick, even after thirty years to this year, was still not outdated.
"So James, let me tell you! It's impossible for me to be good to Natalie. When I see Natalie's face so similar to Emma's, I feel disgusted! I just want to tear Natalie apart!"
"Bitch!"
James slapped her again.
It was not a peaceful night at the Hastings family, with the quarrel in the yard and many people heard it.
The next day, the entire Hastings family knew that James and Mrs. Helen had a big fight.
Although they didn't know what the argument was about, it was definitely related to Natalie.
Many in the Hastings family thought, if they could quarrel a few more times and turn Natalie into Natalie Hastings, it would be a good thing.
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After leaving the old mansion of the Hastings family, Natalie and Oliver went to a high-end hotel owned by Oliver, planning to stay for a day and left the next day.
Mainly considering Natalie's health, not suitable for walking around, not suitable for fatigue.
"What are you thinking about?"
Oliver came out after taking a shower, seeing Natalie sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking serious at the lights outside.
"Nothing." Natalie withdrew her gaze, wanting to bury her head in her knees, but now, the reminder of pregnancy didn't allow her to curl up.
As soon as Natalie's voice fell, she felt a hand on her chin, forcing her face to turn.
Oliver sat half a step behind her with bathrobe loosely draped over him, one hand on his knee, the other pinching her chin.
In a praising tone, he said, "Natalie, after getting pregnant, not only did you become unreasonable, but you also learned to lie."
"I didn't lie!" Natalie was like an angry cat.
"Not lying, just telling white lies."
Natalie glared at him.
After a while, she found the man sitting patiently beside her, waiting for her to speak, as if he would wait indefinitely if she didn't tell the truth.
She finally compromised, sighed, looked at the stars outside, and said softly, "I was thinking, the night I left the Hastings family, was the sky here as clear as it was today, with the moon and stars shining brightly."
Oliver looked at the sky outside, unable to understand Natalie's words.
In short, what does the sky and weather have to do with anything?
"Oliver, I always can't help but think, as a daughter, a descendant of a family, am I a failure? The people of the Hastings family have no expectations of me, what they want to find me just for interests. But isn't it all portrayed in TV dramas, where the biological daughter of the family is welcomed back by the family?"
That huge old mansion, those messy people, she felt enthusiasm, but more fake and greed for benefits.
And on a few close relatives, all she felt was coercion.
"Natalie, didn't you originally not want to return to the Hastings family?" Oliver patiently responded to her words.
"It's different." She said.
Late at night, there was a hint of grievance in the woman's tone.
She didn't want to return to the Hastings family because the people of the Hastings family had made it difficult for her to reconcile with the past. If there were just one or two more people in the Hastings family who treated her sincerely like Samuel, she might find it hard to sever the relationships with all people in that huge mansion.
"Oliver, but I feel like in the eyes of the people of the Hastings family, I'm just a tool. Once they found that this tool can't be used by them, they just throw me away like garbage."
Leaning back in the chair, Natalie looked up at the ceiling, holding back the sourness in her eyes.
"When I was young, Isabella, the mother I thought I had, I thought Isabella didn't like me because she preferred boys just like Lucas. But Isabella raised me and didn't send me to an orphanage, so I still have gratitude to Isabella. Later, at the Watson family, I was still like unwanted trash, placed in a corner as surplus."
"Natalie."
"I know it's not good to describe myself like this, but."
"Honey, look at me!"
Oliver held Natalie's face in his hands, forcing her to look directly at him.
Even though Natalie tried to endure it, tears filled her eyes the moment when she saw Oliver's face, looking pitiful.
Oliver said unkindly, "Why cry? How can my wife be bullied and cry by others?"
Then he carefully kissed the tears in Natalie's eyes.
"Honey," he kissed her while speaking softly, "those things from the past didn't matter anymore, they didn't cherish you, because they just didn't realize your value."
"Natalie, the person in front of you now is me, the person in your future is also me, and you just need to care about me, understand?" Oliver gently stared into her eyes, saying, "I care a lot about you, you are my Honey."
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