Chapter 545
“I’m not a possession, and I have a say in who I wanna be with,” Natalie said in a muffled voice.
“You aren’t a possession. You’re my wife and my treasure…” Brandon stroked her back. Seeing her eyes redden as if she was about to cry, he felt terrible. He said in a sullen tone, “It’s Derek again. It seems that he’ll need to be disciplined.”
After casting him a sidelong glance, Natalie raised her hand and pinched the muscles on his right arm. “Calm down. Don’t always be so eager to fight.”
Brandon had no choice but to nod obediently.
The two of them went upstairs and changed their clothes before returning to clean up the kitchen. That task completed, they finally went back to their bedroom to sleep.
After being reassured by Brandon that he wasn’t jealous or angry, Natalie was able to put Draco out of her mind. She slept soundly all night.
The next day…
Brandon woke up to find Natalie sitting up in bed, staring at her phone in a seeming daze.
Seeing that she was reading a long series of texts,
Brandon squinted his eyes. He was a bit curious as to what they were about, but he didn’t ask to see.
Noticing the curious look in his eyes, Natalie handed him the phone and said, “It’s a bunch of texts from Draco.”
Draco had sent a long list of messages to explain the misunderstanding last night. He said he understood that Natalie was mortified, so he’d decided to work from home for the time being.
“It doesn’t seems that Draco will ever admit his feelings.” There was no particular expression on Brandon’s face. He simply looked at Natalie and said, “You can go back to work if you want. I’m not going to forbid you from doing anything because of this.”
As Brandon spoke, he lifted the blanket and got out of bed.
Natalie smiled. She picked up her phone and sent a text back to Draco.
“Mr. Wesley, I know it was just a misunderstanding. The colleagues in the studio were so happy when you came back yesterday. I hope we can put behind what happened last night, and I also look forward seeing you at the studio today.”
When Draco read the text at home, he smiled and put down his phone. He turned and put some of the unsold designs into the box.
When he got to the two portraits from last night, he suddenly stopped, overcome with a wave of sadness.
The woman he drew was indeed Natalie.
Draco had been worried that what had happened would affect Natalie at work.
He hadn’t expected that Natalie would handle it well.
Draco stopped frowning, stroked the face of the woman in the drawing and smiled.
When he first started this artwork, Natalie had just started working at W Marks. Time passed quickly.
When Natalie first arrived at W Marks on her first day, she was wearing her hair in a ponytail. She had desperately wanted to be a designer and had always worked hard. No matter how hard the task, she’d always fully thrown herself into it, in order to be the best. Sometimes when she was set up by hostile colleagues, she would fight back smartly.
That was when Draco decided that what he wanted was to be her protector.
Looking at the portrait, Draco found that Natalie had grown so much more composed and mature since then. She was practically a different person now. He couldn’t help but feel sad.
“It’s time to let it go.” He was talking to himself, with a self-deprecating smirk at the corners of his mouth. He packed all the sketches away into the box.
Draco closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.
Since Natalie had decided to continue to work at W Marks, he decided that he’d keep all of his feelings for her to himself from now on.
Until he eventually no longer felt them.
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That weekend, when Natalie woke up, she discovered that Brandon hadn’t gone to work. Instead, he brought Natalie breakfast in bed with a mysterious smile. “What are your plans for today?”
Natalie ate the omelet he’d made and guessed that Brandon was going to ask her out on a date.
She felt playful. “I don’t have any plans. I’ve only just woken up!”
Sure enough, after breakfast, Brandon asked her to change into some casual clothes.
The driver was already waiting outside in the car.
Natalie went to change her clothes, but before she was done, Brandon said, “I need to change as well. We’re going to see the kids today. I should be dressed less formal.”
“The kids?” Natalie looked back at Brandon in confusion and forgot to zip up her dress.
Brandon opened the wardrobe and glanced at Natalie’s bre@sts. “We’re going to a charity event today. Every three years, I meet the children we funded. This gives the Larson Group a kind-hearted image.”
Natalie nodded. So it wasn’t a date after all. иσνєℓσչ
But she was also happy she could go to the Larson Group charity event with Brandon.
When Natalie was about to zip up her dress just then, Brandon grabbed her hands, stopping her. He removed her unzipped dress, held the back of her head, and kissed her deeply on the lips.
Natalie tried to struggle but failed. “Brandon,” she said. “We’re leaving soon.”
“It won’t take long,” Brandon replied in a low murmur.
