Natalie marveled at the strange twists of fate that made her run into Joanna every single day.
“Who this is, Joanna, is none of your business,” Natalie said coolly. “I’ve already left the Scott family. I’m not fighting you for anything anymore, so you’d be wise to keep your mouth shut and stop provoking me.”
“Sebastian might protect you once or twice, but what about eight or ten times? Do you think he’ll still stand by you when your vicious, ugly true colors are laid bare for him to see?”
Last night, all she had to do was post on Facebook that she was back at her ex-husband’s place, complete with a photo of her cooking in the kitchen. And just like that, Joanna had come running. Natalie knew that Joanna’s greatest fear right now was that she would go back to Sebastian. His attitude toward Natalie was already changing, and Joanna could sense the threat.
Seeing her post, especially since her Facebook was set to be visible only to Joanna, was guaranteed to make her rush over.
Joanna was momentarily speechless. Thinking Natalie couldn't possibly know what happened after she left last night, she boasted smugly, “After you left yesterday, I stayed and kept Sebastian company. He was so gentle… I’m still sore today.”
Natalie knew exactly what that implied. A sharp pain stabbed her heart. She thought she was past the point of being hurt by such words, but the ache came without warning.
She forced a cold smile. “Wow, so desperate to be the other woman you have to announce it in public. I guess there’s no one quite like you, Joanna.”
“Natalie, you—!” Joanna stomped her foot in frustration, unable to come up with a retort. Technically, Sebastian and Natalie weren't officially divorced yet. But she had already found a way to make sure that happened.
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