NovelEnglishChapter 763 Nathalie sauntered over to him with a confident air, her stiletto heel elegantly tilting his chin upwards.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Cameron, does it sting?" Her voice, as gentle as a whispering breeze, teased his heart like a feather, leaving an itch that couldn't be ignored.
Cameron shot her a furious glare, his face a picture of raw pain.
Without warning, Nathalie pressed her foot against his face, grinding his head into the ground. The sharp heel made Cameron howl in a mix of agony and humiliation.
"Ah-ahhh-" Nathalie stepped back, her voice cool. "It should hurt. Cameron, when you ripped my kidney away from me, I felt pain too. And all these years, you've never once said sorry. Do you think that, as the high and mighty prince, you're too good to apologize to someone like me?" Cameron mumbled, "I'm sorry." Nathalie scoffed. "A sorry like that? Who'd care?" Her mischievous side flared up. "What do you say we even the score? You took a kidney from me; maybe I should mess up one of yours?" Cameron fixed his gaze on Nathalie, the playful yet vengeful sparkle in her eyes sending chills down his spine. "Nathalie, what happened to you?" Nathalie replied, "Didn't you pushto this? If you'd kept your word after taking my kidney, cut ties with Greta, and devoted yourself to me, I wouldn't be filled with this rage. Or if you and Greta had shown any gratitude for saving your life and treated Nathan kindly, I would have quietly retreated with him to live a peaceful life. But you both had to ruin it all. Cameron, what's happening to you now is all your own doing." Miranda, standing nearby, was stunned...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe woman they'd always underestimated had finally shown her true strength.
"Please, Ashley, we were so wrong. Don't hit him anymore. If you kill him, you'll end up in jail." Nathalie, admiring her blood-red ssed, "Prison, huh? Tradinget à prison for his pathetic? doesn't sound so bad." Cameron lay on the ground, barely conscious, and upon hearing Nathalie's words, he closed his eyes in despair. Nathalie, the Nathalie of today, was no longer a woman he could look down on. She was a tigress, ready to strike at anyone who underestimated her. She had finally learned to wield her power As Cameron lay there, bleeding from every cautice, one of the bodyguards cautioned Nathalie, "Miss, you should stop; any more and he might not make it." Nathalie raised her hand. "Enough." The bodyguards stepped back, forming a neat line.
Cameron struggled to his feet, blood m pouring from his mouth like a fountain, turning the ground into a crimson sea.
Miranda shrieked in horror, "Oh my God, what have we done to deserve this? Nathalie/karma's gonna catch En up with you."
Cameron's face was bruised and swollen, his eyes reduced to narrow slits. He squinted at Nathalie, making her feel sick. "Cameron, stay far away fromfrom now on." "And don't touchwith those filthy hands of yours. God, I feel sick for days after you lay a finger on me." Cameron widened his eyes as much as he could. "You..." Once a couple, they now knew exactly which words would cut the deepest.
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