Chapter One Hundred & Thirty-Four

“Natalie, please put down the fork, we would leave quietly.” Madam Theresa said, with an arm stretched out as if it would change her mind.

Natalie held the fork firmly to Nathan's throat as a weapon and all she wanted to do was make him feel the pain she felt when he hit her with a rod.

“Natalie please I'm sorry, j-just take it away” he said pointing at the fork, fear evident in his voice as it trembled.

Martins wanted to walk up to her but noticed she held it even tighter against Nathan's throat so he backed off. There was no way to make Natalie unaware as the bed was stationed at the wall and the entrance of the word was before them.

“You coward! Ohh so you don't want to die but you love going around hurting people and almost killing them?!!” She yelled as her veins popped out in utter rage.

“N-no no” he lost his words as he felt like she had completely lost it and would do what she nursed in her heart.

“You! And your evil family came here feeling like you can traumatize me again?