"Are you fucking blind! You're deliberately trying to hurt yourself!"Natasha was silent, confused, staring at Christian who was scolding her. She was in Christian's car next to him, while Jonas was driving."I am sorry," she answered flatly.Silence ensued. Natasha didn't respond. She was still shocked by Anastasia. She insisted that she wasn't at fault. Anastasia hit her, and she was the one at fault."Where should we go, Sir?" Jonas ventured to ask, confused about where to take Natasha."Take Natasha home?" Christian said firmly."Just drop me at the bus stop.""Take Natasha home!" Christian emphasized his words once again. This time, it was more firm, as if Natasha had no right to refuse. ***Christian's car arrived in front of Natasha's residence. Coincidentally, Marry had just come out of the house. She saw Natasha getting out of a luxury car. Her eyes widened as she smiled broadly, watching Christian, a man in an expensive suit, with straight shoulders, a broad chest, and a cl
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