Chapter 271
Cameron burst in like a whirlwind, helping Greta up from the ground. She leaned heavily into him, looking as fragile as a leaf about to fall, her voice barely above a whisper. “Nathalie, I only asked you to stay away from Dad because I was scared you’d pull another one of your stunts and hurt him. Why did you have to be so rough with me? You know I’m not well, yet you treated me like this… cough, cough…” Cameron’s disappointment in Nathalie grew. His eyes were blazing with anger and locked onto Nathalie as he bellowed, “Nathalie, it anything happens to your sister, you’ll pay for it…”
Nathalie simply rolled her eyes at his outburst. His glare, full of malice, brought back memories from another time. Just like before, whenever Greta played her little games, Cameron would lose his temper without bothering to find out the truth.
Back then, Nathalie loved him and worried that his anger would wear him down, so she swallowed all the unfairness in silence, as long as he wasn’t too over the top. But now, with love long gone, Nathalie saw Cameron’s fury as nothing more than the tantrum of a selfish and ugly man.
Cameron, if your eyes aren’t working properly, maybe you should donate them,” Nathalie said, raising her hand and giving him a slap night back.
The sound echoed loudly, marking the first time Cameron had ever been hit by a woman.
Greta’s eyes went wide with shock. “Nathalie, did you just hit Cameron?”
She rushed over, “How dare you hit Cameron? He’s a man; you’ve humiliated him!”
Cameron pulled Greta back. “Greta, don’t lower yourself to her level.”
But Nathalie, unfazed, tripped Greta, sending her sprawling to the ground. Greta was now on her knees and wincing in pain, crying out, “Nathalie, how could you trip me?”
Nathalie just stared at her with a smirk. “Didn’t you say I was bullying you? Now we’re even.”
Greta turned to Cameron with a complaint. “Cameron, look at her. She’s being too much!”
Without even considering Nathalie’s side of the story, Cameron saw that Greta was hurt and lashed out at Nathalie, “Nathalie, apologize to your sister.”
Nathalie scoffed, “Cameron, who do you think you are? You can’t boss me around.”
Fuming, Cameron tightened his grip on her wrist. “You’re going to apologize to your sister today, or this won’t end.”
He was convinced Nathalie needed a lesson. What if she might do something more awful to Greta next time?
Nathalie stared at his hand clamped around her wrist, as unyielding as a vice, with not an ounce of gentleness.
“Oh, please.”
She found it laughable. Cameron was so worried she’d hurt Greta that he felt the need to scare her.
Gritting her teeth, Nathalie warned him fiercely, “Cameron, let go, or I promise you’ll regret it.”
Cameron was unmoved, “Nathalie, I’m giving you a lesson this time. You need to learn not to bully your sister.”
With her free hand, Nathalie grabbed her phone and dialed 911. “Hi, I’d like to report an attempted murder by Cameron against his
ex–wife…”
Cameron’s eyes bulged as he shouted, “You’re lying… I didn’t…”
Nathalie calmly said, “Officer, you can hear him. Cameron’s right here, and he’s holding me against my will.”
