Chapter 8 Nathaniel's nerves were frayed to the breaking point again..
"You said you'd only have me as your bodyguard!" His eyes burned with the fury of betrayal and abandonment—just like when his birth mother had left him behind all those years ago. No matter how desperately he had begged and cried, that woman who'd claimed to love him had walked away without a second glance...
While turmoil raged inside him, I remained utterly calm. "Nathaniel, didn't you always want to leave? Consider this my gift to you. You're free to go to Isabella now—I’m sure she’d be thrilled to take you in."
His face darkened instantly. "The contract was for three years. There's still one month left."
Funny how this was exactly what he'd wanted, yet now that I was setting him free, he suddenly wasn’t so eager.
I couldn’t be bothered to argue. Even speaking to him felt exhausting.
"Fine. Stay if you want."
Nathaniel was speechless.
His already icy expression turned even frostier.
Before long, Alexander arrived with his men.
Alexander was my lifelong rival—but also the only person I trusted not to stab me in the back.
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