Chapter 400 Are You Angry
"The most outrageous thing is that Natalie forgot to give Mr. Kensington his medication yesterday. This morning, she gave him a double dose. She's practically trying to kill Mr. Kensington. She's so malicious; she must be trying to get back at him. Mrs. Kensington, if the Kensington family lets Natalie back in, there will be no peace in this house!"
Gabriel's face was a sight to behold. The joy and delight that had been there were gradually replaced by a dark, cold, and even dangerously fierce expression.
He didn't say a word, but his fingers gripping the wheelchair turned white, veins bulging, as he held back his emotions to the extreme.
Natalie sat calmly on the steps, as if listening to something that had nothing to do with her, even with a faint, cold smile.
That calmness, however, was like a knife, slowly carving into his heart.
He thought that by bringing her back, he could kick out all the bad things from the past and keep only what she loved most, to make up for her regrets.
And what was the result?
She sat there, listening calmly to those insults and harsh words.
She showed no surprise at all.
If Julia was not someone she trusted, then how had she spent every day of those three years here?
Gabriel didn't even dare to think. Julia was Wendy's person, and given Wendy's dislike for Natalie, what might she have hinted to Julia to do to Natalie?
He keenly noticed the change in Mia's emotions since last night, from disgust to calm, calm to indifferent, indifferent to disdain.
Those changes were like intersecting blades, wrapping around his heart, causing both pain and suffocation.
Finally, Julia hung up the phone.
Natalie also stood up calmly, glanced at Gabriel's dark face, and felt a bit puzzled.
The insults weren't directed at him, so why was he angry?
Just as she was about to walk over, Gabriel grabbed her wrist, his voice low and hoarse.
"Natalie, are you angry? Let me stand up for you, okay?"
If he stood up for her, would she forget those three unpleasant years?
He almost thought despicably, maybe it wasn't too late, maybe she didn't care?
Natalie tugged at the corner of her mouth, her voice flat.
"I'm not angry. She's always been like this, hasn't she? You all know that, right?"
You all.
Gabriel's heart trembled violently, and even his right leg ached faintly.
In her eyes, he was no different from the others, no distinction at all.
He wouldn't help her, wouldn't care about her.
He watched her fend for herself and even found her a nuisance.
Hadn't he always been like this?
What he stumbled upon today was just the tip of the iceberg.
Natalie lifted her foot to leave, but Gabriel held her hand tightly, his eyes reddening as he looked at her, the complexity and guilt in his eyes almost drowning her like a tide.
But she remained indifferent.
She turned back impatiently, and just as Gabriel was about to speak, Elijah suddenly pushed his wheelchair back. He instinctively let go, and Natalie walked away.
Elijah left him there and followed her.
Julia, who had heard the commotion downstairs, ran out and saw Gabriel alone upstairs, suddenly breathing a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Kensington, is there anything I can help you with?"
Gabriel turned around, his eyes dangerously sharp as they swept over her, causing Julia to shudder.
"You're fired."
Julia looked at him in shock.
"Mr. Kensington, what did I do wrong?"
She earned twenty to thirty thousand dollars a month here, with little work and bonuses. She couldn't get this treatment anywhere else.
But she had signed a thirty-year contract with the Kensington family, agreeing to act according to their wishes.
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