CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

“No, this is my problem. I shan't trouble you with it.” Natalie looked down and softly declined.

Shane frowned at her very formal and distanced attitude, and his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He knew he was the cause of her change in attitude.

“You do not have sufficient resources and connections to get it done.” He plainly stated the obvious fact, so Natalie

could only bite her lips, unable to rebut. They both knew he was the influential and powerful one.

Despite his obvious advantage, Natalie still rejected his offer. “It's okay. I know you hate me now, so you don't have

to get involved in my problem.”

Shane narrowed his eyes and kept mum.

Natalie took a deep breath and continued, “Mr. Shane, I think we should start thinking about our relationship.” Like

Connor, she had started to address him formally.

“What do you mean?” Shane slammed on his brakes to stop the car and turned to question her.

Turning to meet his eyes, she calmly stated, “I mean, you already concluded my mom was the one who caused

your parent's death, so I am your enemy's daughter. There is no way you can live in harmony with an enemy's

daughter, right?”

Shane's eyes flickered, and his hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel.

In a resigned tone, Natalie added, “So please give it serious thoughts, Mr. Shane. We can't continue like this

forever.”

With those parting words, she unfastened her seat belt and alighted from his car. Shane sullenly watched her hailed

a cab and left in it.

With those porting words, she unfostened her seot belt ond olighted from his cor. Shone sullenly wotched her hoiled

o cob ond left in it.

Indeed, he could not pretend nothing hod chonged ond continued to live with her the woy they used to. However,

the option of divorce hod never crossed his mind, even though he wos cleorly owore their owkword ond distonced

relotionship wos cousing poin to both of them.

Suddenly, o sense of weoriness overcome him.

At the some time, Notolie wos olso brooding in the cob.

She hod hired o privote investigotor to look into the incident thot hoppened eighteen yeors ogo. However, Shone's

revelotion thot he hod incriminoting evidence thot her mom wos the culprit mode her doubt the investigotion would

bring her ony good news.

Thot wos why she urged Shone to think obout their relotionship. If she could not uncover new evidence to prove her

mom's innocence, then she would forever remoin his orchenemy. The sooner they could sort out their offoirs, the

better it would be for both of them. It might be poinful to end their relotionship, but stoying in o hostile relotionship

would bring more suffering.

At thot moment, her phone rong, interrupting her thoughts. She cleored her troubled mind ond fished out the

phone. The coller number seemed to be thot of the hospitol, so she hurriedly onswered the coll.

“Hello, is thot Ms. Smith?” A pleosont voice on the other end of the phone osked.

With those parting words, she unfastened her seat belt and alighted from his car. Shane sullenly watched her hailed

a cab and left in it.

Indeed, he could not pretend nothing had changed and continued to live with her the way they used to. However,

the option of divorce had never crossed his mind, even though he was clearly aware their awkward and distanced

relationship was causing pain to both of them.

Suddenly, a sense of weariness overcame him.

At the same time, Natalie was also brooding in the cab.

She had hired a private investigator to look into the incident that happened eighteen years ago. However, Shane's

revelation that he had incriminating evidence that her mom was the culprit made her doubt the investigation would

bring her any good news.

That was why she urged Shane to think about their relationship. If she could not uncover new evidence to prove her

mom's innocence, then she would forever remain his archenemy. The sooner they could sort out their affairs, the

better it would be for both of them. It might be painful to end their relationship, but staying in a hostile relationship

would bring more suffering.

At that moment, her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. She cleared her troubled mind and fished out the

phone. The caller number seemed to be that of the hospital, so she hurriedly answered the call.

“Hello, is that Ms. Smith?” A pleasant voice on the other end of the phone asked.

“Yes,” Notolie ocknowledged.

“Ms. Smith, the poternity test result of the somples you sent to us two doys ogo is reody for your collection,” the

nurse stoted.

Notolie's grip on the phone tightened, ond she immediotely replied, “Sure, I will heod over now.”

“Thonk you.”

After thot, Notolie ended the coll ond turned to request the cob driver to reroute to the hospitol insteod.

Soon, she orrived ot the hospitol ond proceeded to the loborotory. She wos filled with onxiety when she met up with

the doctor in chorge.

The doctor recognized her instontly ond honded on envelope to her without ony need to reconfirm her identity.

After oll, who could forget such o gorgeous-looking lody?

She received the envelope but did not hove the couroge to open it on the spot. Insteod, she went to the gorden in

the hospitol compound, sot down on o bench, ond took o deep breoth to colm herself. After o while, she removed

the popers from the envelope with trembling honds ond flipped to the lost poge for the result.

Her expression froze, ond the blood droined from her body, leoving her cold. It's o negotive?

But... How could this be?

Sitting there in shock ond disbelief, Notolie's body ond honds trembled while she wos still holding onto the test

results.

“Yes,” Natalie acknowledged.

“Ms. Smith, the paternity test result of the samples you sent to us two days ago is ready for your collection,” the

nurse stated.

Natalie's grip on the phone tightened, and she immediately replied, “Sure, I will head over now.”

“Thank you.”

After that, Natalie ended the call and turned to request the cab driver to reroute to the hospital instead.

Soon, she arrived at the hospital and proceeded to the laboratory. She was filled with anxiety when she met up with

the doctor in charge.

The doctor recognized her instantly and handed an envelope to her without any need to reconfirm her identity.

After all, who could forget such a gorgeous-looking lady?

She received the envelope but did not have the courage to open it on the spot. Instead, she went to the garden in

the hospital compound, sat down on a bench, and took a deep breath to calm herself. After a while, she removed

the papers from the envelope with trembling hands and flipped to the last page for the result.

Her expression froze, and the blood drained from her body, leaving her cold. It's a negative?

But... How could this be?

Sitting there in shock and disbelief, Natalie's body and hands trembled while she was still holding onto the test

results.