Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 301

Natalie didn't object further, smiling as she said, "Then I'll call you Mr. Monroe."

"That sounds nice, but one day, I hope you'll call me Matt," he replied, his voice gentle as his gaze fixed on her beautiful face.

Natalie's eyes flickered, a smile gracing her clear gaze. They had danced around this issue several times before, so for now, Mr. Monroe it was.

"Shall we go, Natalie? I've already made reservations for dinner, and this is the perfect time to head over." Matthew stepped forward and elegantly opened the car door for her.

Luna was directed to a separate car behind them, leaving just Natalie and Matthew in the front vehicle.

After they drove off, Sebastian watched from his car nearby, his expression dark. The image of Natalie's smile as she left with Matthew replayed in his mind, a sharp, twisting memory.

She had never smiled at him like that.

Well, maybe she had, during the six months he couldn't walk. She had encouraged him with that same bright smile, but perhaps his own despair at the time had blinded him to its brilliance.

His hands, resting on his knees, clenched into tight fists.

He didn't look away until Matthew's car was completely out of sight.

Sean could feel the oppressive atmosphere in the car and didn't dare speak. After a long silence, he finally ventured, "Sir, are we heading home?"

Sebastian snapped back to reality, his voice hoarse. "Follow them."

"What?" Sean thought they should be heading home to get some much-needed rest. Even men needed their beauty sleep to stay looking young.

Sebastian's brow furrowed. "I said, follow them," he repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Sean mumbled under his breath, "When Ms. Sanders was still at home, you wouldn't even come back for the dinners she made every night. Why are you chasing after her now?"

Joanna frantically pulled out her phone to call Wendy, but just then, a phone rang from the doorway. She spun around to see Wendy walking in.

"Mom, what's wrong with Dad? He doesn't even know who I am!" Joanna cried out. This couldn't be happening. Not now.

Wendy looked at Nathan, her expression unreadable. Was he faking it, or was the drug causing memory loss ahead of schedule? She needed to be careful.

Putting on a concerned face, Wendy said, "When your father fainted, he hit his head on the coffee table. He might have a concussion. We should have the hospital run a full check-up."

"Yes, Mom, let's do it now! He doesn't even recognize me," Joanna urged, her voice laced with panic.

"Alright. Your grandparents heard your father was sick and have come to stay with us. Why don't you go home and look after them? I'll hire a nurse to stay with your father here."

Joanna froze. What were those two old fossils doing here?