Chapter Twenty-three

While the appearance of Mr Turner from the Dorogo company got the whole family guessing Dylan clicked the door to his wife's room open.

"Natalie, I wanted to talk to you about this first." Dylan billows his head peeping through the door.

"Why?" Natalie turned to Dylan, her hand dropping from her ear, she flung it and threw the cell phone on the couch by her right.

"You wanted me to work, I couldn't let you down."

Natalie chuckled, but her laughter was laced with anger and contempt.

She could feel her heart sink as she looked up at Dylan…

"What are you talking about? You have never proved your worth yet you're assuring me to have faith in you."

Dylan stepped an inch forward,

"Get out! Get the fuck out!" Natalie shouts at him just like she did the night of their honeymoon.

"Natalie listens to me, I did it for you, Willow might have misinformed you.''

"Misinformed?" Natalie with a bitter smirk looks away. "No Dylan, there is nothing like that she intentionally peppered my wound. I regre
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