Chapter 1218: Want a Divorce? Dream On
Evelyn and Leonard were chatting away, and Dermot just kept quiet. In his head, Evelyn's words were his too, so why bother repeating 'em?
Leonard and Cassie took off, leaving the table full of untouched food. Evelyn smirked and glanced at Dermot. "Well, now we can chow down without any interruptions."
"Yeah." Dermot nodded, looking at Evelyn with those soft eyes. "Evelyn, I really dug how you had my back just now."
Evelyn grinned and dished out some food for Dermot. "You're my boyfriend now, duh. Of course, I gotta protect you."
"If you’re this protective of your boyfriend, what happens if I become your hubby? You gonna shield me even more?" Dermot teased.
Evelyn didn’t bite. She just ate her food quietly. Husband? That was way down the road.
"Think Leonard's really gonna keep Cassie in check?" Evelyn asked, suddenly curious.
Dermot's face darkened a bit. "He better, or I won’t hesitate to teach Cassie a lesson."
"Oh? You’d really go after Cassie?" Evelyn raised an eyebrow, skeptical.
Her doubt ticked Dermot off. He yanked Evelyn into his arms and kissed her outta nowhere. "Evelyn, you’re quite the jealous one, huh?"
"Quit talking nonsense; I’m not jealous." She huffed and pushed him away.
While they were munching away, some drama was brewing over at Kyte Manor.
Nathaniel threw on a bodyguard's uniform and strolled into the estate like he owned the place. With all the bodyguards around, no one even noticed him.
Nathaniel wasn’t planning to snatch Bella today. He knew he didn’t stand a chance right now.
But that didn’t matter. If he couldn’t take her, he’d kill her.
Nathaniel sneered, thinking, 'Bella, you wanna divorce me? Keep dreaming!'
He’d make sure Bella died as his wife, and there was no way he’d let her and Blake be together.
Nathaniel strutted into the living room, finally catching some eyes. "Who let you in? Get out!"
The servants spotted him and started yelling. The outer bodyguards weren’t supposed to be inside.
But Nathaniel didn’t give a damn. He whipped out a gun and pointed it at one of them. "Where’s Bella?"
The servant freaked out and pointed upstairs. Nathaniel didn’t waste any more time and stormed up, kicking open a door.
But instead of Bella, he found a row of guns aimed at him.
Alex and his crew had been waiting for days, ready to nab Nathaniel. No way they were letting him slip.
Nathaniel tried to fire, but Alex’s guy was quicker.
Nathaniel got hit, but instead of pain, he felt sleepy. He crumpled to the floor.
Before his eyes shut, he saw Bella coming out of another room, with Blake by her side.
He caught Bella’s expression - no worry, no fear, just a hint of relief.
She must be glad he was finally caught.
She hated him so much. Seeing him nabbed by the cops must make her happy, maybe even celebrating with Blake.
Before he blacked out, Nathaniel was still pissed, but he was out of chances.
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