Chapter 343

Natalia’s POV

Adrian’s words froze me. I could not refrain myself from pushing him.

My push caused him to move back. His eyes were full of mixed emotions. They were soft, and the

dominant aura almost blended with them. It was as if he wanted to hide it from me.

“You are an asshole.”

I muttered as I stepped back.

“I have never seen a shameless man like you. What do you think of me? Do I look like a woman

who can cheat on her partner? It’s you, Adrian Miller. You like to do these kinds of things, not me.”

Adrian stared at me withouting. He remained calm, as if he expected me to react this way. I could

not understand why he was acting that way.

I

“You can never change, Adrian. Everything you say and do is fake, just like you.” I said that and

walked to

the door.

As 1 opened the cabin door, a bandaged hand pressed against the door beside my head.

I was stunned. Adrian leaned toward me from behind. I immediately turned around, only to find him

closer to me.

I took a shaky breath as I realized how close we were. His eyes were piercing into mine. He looked

angry!

I gulped and pressed my hand on his chest to shove him away.

But my hand froze on his chest as I found the wound on his chest that I gave him in the war.

I slowly removed my hand from his chest and tried to compose myself.

“What are you doing?” I asked with a cold tone.

He raised his hand and touched my chin. His eyes met mine as he lifted my chin.

“Abuse me or push me as much as you want. But don’t call me fake. Whatever I am saying to you is

not

fake.”

He leaned down close to my face. I could not even blink as his forehead pressed against mine.

He kept his gaze fixed on mine as his thumb moved slowly from my chin to my bottom lip.

“You stopped loving me after one or two years of our divorce. But me? I have been in love with you

for years. It was always just you in my mind, whether it was the girl who saved me as a child or my

ex–wife who left me after our divorce.”

My heart shook at his words. The way he was speaking, it was like he was feeding me his feelings.

Did he really feel something for me? Was the confession about love true? Even if it were true, I

could never be with him again. My decision was fixed and final.

He could never feel what I felt all these years.

I grabbed his hand and tried to push it.

However, he pressed both of his hands on both sides of my head and caged me between his arms.

“If I want, I can make you come back to me forcefully. But I really want to win your heart. Give me at

least one last chance to chase you.”

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