My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Chapter 14



When she woke up, her head was so painful that she felt like it was splitting apart. The incident from yesterday flashed through her mind vaguely.

She was still wearing yesterday's clothes. Except for several buttons on her chest that had been unbuttoned, she was practically untouched.

Fortunately, she was dressed in such a repulsive manner that it kept the disgusting man from touching her in any way.

As soon as Natalie emerged from the hotel, a black Lincoln stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

The car looked like it was waiting for her. As soon as she appeared, a bodyguard in black clothing opened the door. The next second, a pair of slender legs adorned in high heels stepped out of the car. They belonged to a beautiful woman.

Although the woman looked a little older, she was still glamorous. She was so beautiful that even in her age, she could still captivate onlookers.

"Natalie." Cecilia tried to show a warm smile.

Natalie was stunned. How did this woman know her?

"I already know about the relationship between you and my son. Don't worry, Tobias will be responsible towards you. You will get married soon," Cecilia said with a smile.

Natalie was dumbfounded. When she came to her senses and wanted to ask who Tobias was, she suddenly realized that this woman in front of her resembled someone she had met previously.

She looked like the man who had stolen her virginity yesterday.

"Is Tobias her son?"

She didn't expect that this man would have such a reasonable mother who knew that the only way for her son to make up to her after he had taken advantage of her was to marry her.

However, how could Natalie simply marry anybody?

She refused her suggestion without thinking much, "Forget it, I don't want to marry him."

"You don't want to marry him?" Cecilia looked like she had heard something unbelievable.

"Mother, I've said that I won't marry her. Don't waste your time." A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Suddenly, Tobias appeared behind them out of nowhere.

After that, he pulled Natalie's hand and dragged her to a place where there was no one around.

"Get your hands away from me. We're not that close." Natalie struggled to remove her hand from his grip while she glared at Tobias.

"What kind of bad luck is this?" She thought.

"I've been taken advantage of by him for no reason, and before I can do anything about that, this man seems dead set on pestering me endlessly."

"We're not that close?" Tobias sneered. "Ask your body if it remembers my touch. How is holding hands considered being intimate when we've gone further than that?"

"You!" Natalie was extremely angry.

"I won't marry you." Tobias's eyes were gloomy, and his voice was as cold as the morning dew in late autumn.

"That's just right. We finally agree on the same thing," Natalie retorted.

Tobias pursed his lips in surprise.

He always thought that their encounter that morning had been planned by Natalie.

She must have been aiming to marry into the Whitlock family.

However, Tobias had overheard the conversation between Cecilia and her just now. It seemed that she was genuinely uninterested in marrying him at all.

Tobias was somewhat confused.

He studied Natalie again and he suddenly recalled the sight of her turning around, drowning in pleasure under him yesterday morning.

Tobias could not help but feel a ripple forming in his heart.

"I can compensate you. Tell me what you want," Tobias said.

"You refused the check that day. Is the amount not enough for you? Tell me any number, I can give you a sum that is hundreds of times larger than the amount on that check." Tobias's deep eyes were deep and indifferent.

Natalie's eyes narrowed slightly.

Tobias thought that she was tempted by his offer.

After all, he believed that no woman could refuse such a large sum of money. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Slowly, a nearly wicked smile appeared on her lips.

"Do you really want to compensate me?" she asked.


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