Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 138

Queena’s clear eyes were intensely serious. “It’s so strange. There’s suddenly a golden aura around you, and it’s protecting you. Your fate is changing. What’s going on?”

Natalie felt a sudden urge to flee. A golden aura? Why couldn’t she see it?

“Oh, that,” she said, forcing a laugh. “My company’s been doing well lately. More money means more shine, right?” She took a large bite of lobster. It was delicious. Wow. She could cry. It felt so good to be alive.

“Natalie, you’re filled with immense merit. You must have done many good deeds in your past life,” Queena said, her expression happy.

Natalie felt a chill run down her spine under Queena’s gaze. “Well, of course. I’m a kind-hearted princess, after all,” she said haughtily, looking up at the ceiling.

Seeing her smug expression, Queena’s heart ached for her. “Yes, yes, you’re a kind princess. Now eat up. We’re going out to play after this. Didn’t you want to stay here for three days? Wayne already agreed. He’s such a busy man, flying all over the world. It’s rare for him to take time off to be with you.”

Natalie, may you live without regret, smiling as new storms arise.

Queena made a small, unseen gesture over Natalie’s head and smiled at her.

Natalie’s eyes filled with grateful tears. “You’re right, Wayne loves me the most. Boo-hoo… his love for me is like a mighty river, flowing endlessly…” She resolved to eat more, put on some weight, and attract some handsome young men.

Queena just raised an eyebrow at her over-the-top praise.

“I’m sorry,” Sebastian said, unsure of what else to say. He felt like a complete bastard. Natalie had loved him for so many years, and he had always seen her as unreasonable, constantly fighting with Joanna. In reality, Joanna had been the one hurting her all along.

“Natalie doesn’t need your apology. She needs you to divorce her and stay away from her. She has nightmares, Sebastian. She calls out your name in her sleep, begging you not to hurt her. She’s afraid of you, even in her dreams. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Wayne stood up and left.

Smash. Sebastian slammed his fist onto the table. The skin over his knuckles broke, and blood dripped onto the pristine white tablecloth.