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Nathalie felt her blood boiled after hearing the words her aunt had used for her dear husband. She couldn’t help herself with the urge to smack her in the face but somehow she managed to control her hands.

But as soon as she walked towards the old woman she deliberately provoked her making Nathalie punch her right in the nose. Mrs Jones could not graso what had just happened but soon she felt blood flowing down from her nose.

She lifted her hand and touched it then looked at Nathalie in disbelief, she had never imagined her to do something like that. Well, not in her wokest dreams because she seemed a delicate fragile woman who was good to keep at home and in bed.

‘Serves her right for talking trash about my husband and to quarrel with grandpa!’

Nathalie thought to herself and smirked meaningfully upon seeing the old hag stunned. Whereas grandpa Lancaster had been looking at them and seemed a little disappointed as if he had been expecting some real fight.

“You bitch! How dare you slap me!?”

Mrs Jones spoke loudly though the pain in her nose made her shut her mouth immediately, her cartilage was broken but her ego and evil intentions were still alive.

Nathalie scoffed and blew her own hair precisely the strand which had been struggling to stay put after escaping from her messy bun.

“What!? I think you require a correction there dear aunt, I didn’t slap you but smacked your flaring nose!”

The young lady knew how to strike back while grandpa Lancaster laughed and stood up from his place. His personal butler helped him and before leaving the hall the old man gave his instructions to his granddaughter.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

“Haha, that was a good show. But I want to have a nice bath first, you go ahead and enjoy my love!”

The old man permitted Nathalue to do everything she had wanted and left the hall.

“What!? Is this what you wanna do with your own daughter?”

Mrs Jones yelled at her own father who paid no heed to any of her blabbering and entered his room.

“Are you sure you want to stay here anymore, dear aunt?”

Nathalie took a step towards her while trying to scare her away, she successfully managed to do that.

Mrs Jones reflexively stepped back and gritted her teeth while she dashed out of the house.

“I will see you, you can’t get away with a murder for so long.”

And she was gone within a few minutes.

Nathalie rattled out the phone from the pocket of her night dress and called out her secretary.

“Hey, I need you to look into some matter. But make sure we don’t get caught in the mess!”

She had already acknowledged that her grandpa didn’t pay heed to the matter.

Thus, he knew who was behind Mr Jones’ death and wanted to protect the killer. Not like Nathalie intended to put the murderer behind the bars because whoever had killed that pervert jerk old man did a good job.

But she had a piqued curiosity about how her grandpa was related to the killer. Unbeknownst to her the mighty man was sleeping in her own bedroom upstairs!

Nathalie shook her head and went back to the room to change into a bit formal dress. She wanted to take care of him since Lucas had been doing that for her for a long time.

Nathalie entered the room by pushing the door with her foot and spoke loudly to him.

“Good morning, Mr hyperactive buddy!”

Her tone had utter happiness and comfort-ness, maybe Lucas had finally pulled her out of the shell.

The man rubbed his eyes and yawned while he tried to sit straight with a broken arm, which hurt even more after his rash act of last night when he pinned down Nathalie.

“Goo- d (yawns) morning~”

Nathalie helped him to sit by supporting his back and then served him the soup.

“Heyy, I had this yesterday too!”

Lucas complained by pouting like a child while Nathalie rolled her eyes.

“I made it this morning and it has prawns, huh!”

She gently smacked his head while continuing.

“And I don’t think you are in a position to negotiate, just open up and eat!”

Lucas sniffed dramatically like a child and opened his mouth, being injured he was taking advantage of every situation.

Not like Nathalie did not know but she enjoyed pampering him just like she wanted to get the same treatment and loved being the center of focus of Lucas!

“But I want sweets too, okay?”

He paused her hand and then squinted his eyes meaningfully while Nathalie had no clue what he was talking about.

“Sweets, uh?”

Lucas tapped on his lips and then licked like he was an exclusive male slut for Nathalie!

The lady found her cheeks burning and her ears went hot imagining Lucas rolling his tongue over her body. The man spoke in a raspy voice after pointing out at the bowl in her hand.

“I will eat this after I get a kiss.”

She was left stuck with the demand and closed her eyes while Nathalie leaned in for him to steal a kiss. Lucas smiled gently and knew she still needed time to accept him as her husband.

A person and partner whom she could trust and rely upon because people around her had been cruel. He lifted her chin with a soft chuckle and kissed her forehead leaving Nathalie blushed. The woman had no clue how to proceed with those newly found budding emotions since it was her first time Lucas had done something like that.

Her heart fluttered and pounded against her chest like a crazy bird who wanted to be free, to love and get devoted to him blindly. No wonderit would be because Lucas was the most sweetest man she had ever met. And he was completely hers to begin with. Nathalie loved the way their budding relationship was developing as the proper husband and wife. However, it appeared that things were going to go down the sloppy side.