As soon as Natalie Jennings finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze.
Like the sign of a coming storm, weighed down with a suffocating atmosphere.
"Bro, sis-in-law," Mia Sheffield sensed trouble and was about to slip away, "I just remembered something I have to do, sis-in-law, next time I'll treat you to dinner! Bye!"
Hayden Sheffield's steps were agonizingly slow, moving toward her one step at a time.
Natalie instinctively backed away: "You… what's wrong with you…"
He looked like he was about to devour someone.
Hayden reached out and yanked her into his arms, gripping her slender waist tightly.
The force was so strong, Natalie felt like her waist was going to break.
"Ow!" she cried, "Go easy…"
"Natalie Jennings, you are Natalie Jennings."
"Yeah, it's me."
Hayden's eyes turned wild and unsettled: "You said, you don't hate me, that you never hated me."
"How could I not hate…"
