Chapter 4

Once, I received a taunting conversation screenshot from Morgan.

Morgan: [Natalie, I'm a bit careless. I often forget to reply to the messages you sent me. I'm sorry.]

However, Natalie was very generous.

Natalie: [It's okay. I know you've seen the clouds, flowers, plants, and other interesting little things I shared with you. I'm happy and content just knowing it.]

If I did not answer her phone calls or reply to her texts within three seconds, she would say that I did not love her and was having an affair. However, Morgan leaving her on read was enough to make her happy and content.

What a hypocrite!

Thinking of that, I replied, "Didn't you say you were busy? How did you have time to call me?"

She paused for a moment and then scolded me, "Why are you being so sarcastic? Am I wrong to show you some concern?"

I knew Natalie was just not used to it. Usually, I would inform her of my whereabouts whenever I went somewhere. This time, it was different.

After every argument, Natalie would offer a few perfunctory words of comfort and then expect me to keep slaving away for her. It was her usual tactic, and it could only work on me when I was still a fool blinded by love.

I was silent, and Natalie assumed I would readily accept as soon as she gave me a way out.

She revealed her true intentions. "Alright, we've been married for eight years, overcoming countless conflicts. I won't hold it against you for inciting your team members to bully Morgan, but introduce those connections you have to Morgan as an apology.

"Besides, if it hadn't been for Morgan's introduction, you wouldn't have met the richest man, Jonah Zimmerman."

No wonder she called me so many times. It was all about Morgan again.

I thought about it. My connection with Jonah was entirely due to my mother, who loved fishing. My mother often fished with him, so they were very close. This allowed me to get in touch with him and try to collaborate.

What did Morgan have to do with it?

Later, I found out that Morgan had once poured a drink for Jonah when he was working part-time before. Jonah personally thanked him, and he remembered that and thought Jonah had a deep impression of him.

I sneered, "Am I supposed to give my connections to Morgan so you can get rid of me after I serve my purpose? Even if I were to introduce him to Morgan, Morgan simply can't handle him."

Natalie paused for two seconds before exploding. "It's because of your constant suppression and belittling that someone who should be shining brightly has been pushed to the sidelines for so long. Ian, you're truly vicious."

I spoke the truth, but she could not accept it.

Seeing that I remained silent, Natalie seemed to have made a huge decision before saying, "Isn't all this just over a villa? I'll buy one for you, okay? You're so petty and narrow-minded, making a fuss over such a small thing."

She still thought it was just about the property, completely unaware that our relationship had long since shattered. Even ten properties could not salvage it.

"No thanks. Give it to the assistant you keep at home instead."

Natalie immediately retorted, "How many times have I told you? Morg and I are just colleagues. I only showed him more concern because it's difficult to make it in the big city all by himself. How did you become so vulgar?"

Morg? Haha. I heard Morgan mention during a company team-building event that he only allowed the closest people around him to call him that.

Even now, Natalie was still lying.

"You know what you two are."

Natalie suddenly became hysterical on the phone. "We've been together for eight years, and this is what you think of me? If that's what you think, just give me back the villa painting I gave you. I painted it, and you don't deserve it."

I frowned as I listened to Natalie crying and fussing on the other side of the phone. Suddenly, her voice became quieter.

I listened carefully and realized that Morgan was whispering to Natalie next to her. "Natalie, calm down. Don't get yourself all worked up. You'll make me worry."

I sneered, "Did you really think I'd keep that piece of junk? I threw it into the trash long ago."