His secret spoiled wife (Lily and Alexander)

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Chapter 38 Nathaniel held his cigarette in one hand, tilted his head, scratched his scalp with his pinky finger, and walked toward her slowly, “Still, | must be courteous enough and make the stakes clear to you. Since you insist on being so stubborn and disobedient, | have no choice but to calm you down first. Then we can talk.” He raised his chin, glanced at his men, and turned around. For such a simple matter, he felt no need to do it himself. Inmediately after, he heard wind whirring and the faint sound of fists and feet colliding with bodies behind him. Nathaniel frowned and was about to turn around to tell his men to be more discrete. He wondered why his two bodyguards had so much trouble dealing with a woman.

However, he froze in place just as he turned to his side. A sharp wind blew across his cheeks, and at the same time, he felt a sharp blade on his neck. The blade glinted with a frigid light, and Nathaniel could feel the cold steel. Sweat from his sideburns trickled down his cheeks as he shivered. “W-What are you doing?!” “That depends on your next move,” Lily said coldly. She did not show the slightest weakness at this moment and was utterly unrelenting. “H-How do you...” Hesitating to make any sudden movements, Nathaniel became increasingly confused. These past few days were like a nightmare to him. It was the worst experience of his life. A woman he had known for five years and had loved for three grew to be a stranger, someone he was highly unfamiliar with. He even doubted his thoughts and wondered if the woman before him was the Lily he knew and loved or if she was just another person with the same name. Could it be a mistake? “What? How do | know how to fight?” Lily expressed the confusion in Nathaniel's heart and sneered. “Of course | do. It's all because of you.” Nathaniel did not understand what she meant, but the chill on his neck was real, and he did not have time to think about it now.

“Don't do anything rash! This is not a game. Let's put the blade down first.” “Nathaniel, my request is straightforward—return what belongs to me, and we are even!” Seeing Nathaniel all sweaty and nervous, Lily felt disgusted.

“Okay, | promise.” As soon as Nathaniel finished speaking, the pressure on his neck eased. When he regained his composure and turned around, he saw Lily‘s back and how far she had gotten from him. His two bodyguards were moaning and rolling on the ground. They were no match for the woman.

“What the heck?” Nathaniel cursed lowly. Besides feeling frustrated, he felt more uneasiness in his heart. He had planned to coax Lily with sweet-talking, which he thought was the easiest and most effective method. However, Nathaniel never expected Lily to be so unruly. This matter had become tricky.

Lily shook her wrist on her way out, planning to take a taxi home. It had been a while since she practiced her boxing skills. Her hands were sore after dealing with the two scumbags. It seemed she had given up many things for Nathaniel's sake over the past few years. Still, she wanted to reclaim her former self from today onward. She was looking around for a taxi when a car parked not too far away flashed its headlights at her. The bright light dazzled as Lily raised her hand to block it, squinting her eyes. When she saw the car, her tense heart suddenly relaxed. Here he came!

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