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Chapter 1817
Chapter 1817
Chapter 1817 Argument
Nathaniel was right about that. Ashton had occupied every inch of my mind and heart.
Good. Suffer in jealousy and boil in pain, Nathaniel. You deserve it.
I didn’t say anything even as I stared heartlessly at him.
That was what he deserved.
“You make me feel like I deserve this pain,” said Nathaniel while tilting his head down. He looked so
pitiful at that moment.
The light only managed to illuminate a part of his face, but his long eyelashes were still visible. They
were thick and beautiful, proving that the Hall family’s genes were superior.
Unfortunately, his beauty was his only good attribute. Everything else was horrible.
It didn’t take long before he started muttering, “It’s fine. This is not your fault. I’m doing this out of my
own free will.”
Nathaniel paused for a moment. His spirit glowed with determination once more, and when he looked
at me, his eyes shone with compromise. “I’m at fault. I didn’t do a good job and haven’t learned how to
be a decent man. Will you teach me how to be that man? Tell me how I can grow to be the man you
can love.”
Right at that moment, I learned just how ridiculous a man could be when he was in love. Nathaniel was
lying to himself and was in denial. He used to be the man who wanted to be my one and only, but
now… Now, he was so pitiful that he simply wanted me to look his way.
All that crushed the last bit of sanity I had left in me.
I crossed my arm and secretly massaged myself to warm myself up. Then, I turned over calmly to say,
“You can’t do what I ask of you, but keep making random gestures that I never wanted. You may claim
that you love me and may say that you’re doing everything for my sake, but all I see is how you did all
that to present yourself as the hero. In short, we are too different, and there is nothing I can teach you.”
Nathaniel’s expression changed once more. At that moment, I could almost see the black and
terrifyingly chilly aura exuding out of him.
Is he angry? Are my words too harsh and unbearable? Good! Suffer, you jerk. It won’t be fair until this
jealousy slowly consumes your sanity and teaches you what it feels like to suffer from insomnia and a
complete loss of appetite.
The agonizing silence dragged on. Nathaniel broke that silence by spitting his words through his gritted
teeth. “Ashton never loved you, but you keep changing your stance and belief for him. On the other
hand, I have done nothing but compromise for you. Yet, you repay me with this sort of insanely strict
treatment. That is not fair, Scarlett!”
I found those words to be hilarious. He was the criminal who ignored the value of others’ lives and
thrived on wreaking havoc. Yet, he wanted equal treatment.
If being fair was essential, then what was Nathaniel going to do about the ruined lives he was
responsible for? Ashton’s life, my life, the bullet that Joseph had endured… What could Nathaniel even
do to begin making up for all that?
The funniest bit, however, was that I noticed Nathaniel couldn’t stop talking about Ashton. That proved
that Nathaniel wasn’t in love with me. He was just like Rebecca, but he was more extreme, insane, and
possessive. His desire to prove that he was better than Ashton was overwhelming as well.
Unfortunately, I couldn’t share all my thoughts just like that. I had no choice but to be patient and play
my part, so I said, “Okay, that’s fair. You’re right, and I am sorry. I am partially responsible for the mess
today, so we’re even now.
“Still, I wish that you will stop inviting my family over without consulting me first. Our family has a
tradition, and it will be impossible for them to accept you. Please don’t do anything to force them to do
anything. I owe them too much as it is, and I don’t want to trouble them again.”
“Okay, I can do that. I promise I won’t get in touch with your family again,” agreed Nathaniel. He looked
more at ease at the time.
I murmured an affirmative reply before uncrossing my arms and letting them rest naturally at the side. I
had to make my body language show that I had temporarily lowered my guard.
“It’s just… Scar…” said Nathaniel all of a sudden. He got his hand out of his pocket, but he had a
diamond ring with him when he did so.
That ring had a pink diamond, and the diamond was so polished that it shone with different colors.
“In return, I’d like you to put this on. For me,” requested Nathaniel while showing me the ring.
A ring was a sign of a lifetime of commitment, and it often represented as one of the most romantic
gifts.
For a moment there, I was stunned in place. I didn’t even know when he started thinking about being
with me for the rest of our lives, so I stood there. My brain couldn’t even come up with a single word to
say.
“Put it on so that it’ll remind me to never give up on us and to do everything you ask,” shared Nathaniel.
I challenged, “Do everything I ask? Even if I tell you to drop dead?”
“Yes, even if you tell me to drop dead,” replied Nathaniel as persistence shone brightly in his eyes.
“Okay.” After that, I grabbed the ring and put it on. “Satisfied?”