Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband
Chapter 1445 Encounter

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1445 Encounter

Fenton Stuart fell silent for a moment. Indeed, if it were a man standing before him right now, he would not hesitate to throw him out!

But as for a woman...

He was equally merciless!

He saw his arm raise, and before Nathalie Juan could see what he intended to do, she felt her body suddenly lifted into the air, and then the very next instant, she was harshly thrown onto the ground!

A pain shot through her buttocks; she furrowed her brows, her expression pained.

Fenton Stuart gave her a cold glance before turning around to leave.

Watching his retreating figure, an infuriated and embarrassed Nathalie Juan quickly got to her feet and chased after him!

"Fenton Stuart, how dare you throw me!?"

Ignoring her yelling, Fenton Stuart continued to walk forward.

"Don’t you walk away!" Nathalie Juan caught up with him a step faster. This time, she was even more outrageous, with a trace of fury. She stretched out both arms and hung on Fenton Stuart’s neck, locking both her arms and legs tightly around him!

She didn’t believe he could shake her off this way.

Fenton Stuart found Nathalie Juan’s actions intolerable. It had been two years, and he had never seen a woman so shameless, throwing herself at a man like this!

"Nathalie Juan!"

His face darkened, anger gradually showing between his eyebrows.

Seeing the anger flickering in the depths of his eyes, Nathalie Juan felt somewhat pleased.

Had this aloof man finally lost his temper?

Suddenly, her gaze paused for a few seconds as she caught sight of a figure standing behind Fenton Stuart.

Wasn’t she the little girl Fenton Stuart used as a shield?

Belinda Howard had just gone upstairs, and as she turned the corner, she saw this scene: the two of them completely entangled, looking so intimately close...

Her expression stiffened; she had never seen Fenton Stuart so close to another girl.

Fenton Stuart was facing away from her, and Belinda Howard couldn’t see the anger and impatience that were surfacing on his face at this moment!

Observing her stunned expression, Nathalie Juan couldn’t help but take an extra glance. Why did this girl look so sad and upset? Wasn’t she Eduardo Ino’s girlfriend?

Or could it be...

That she was fond of Fenton Stuart?

Thinking about this, a smug smile suddenly flashed across Nathalie Juan’s face.

She turned away from that sight, looking at Fenton Stuart’s angry face with amusement, "Have you ever been kissed?"

Fenton Stuart was already impatient, about to shake her off, but then he heard this sudden statement, causing him to furrow his brow and look at her in confusion.

Nathalie Juan smiled, and then, taking advantage of his complete lack of defense, she put her feet down and softly tiptoed up. Completely unanticipated by Fenton Stuart, she tried to plant her soft lips on his...

Just as her lips were about to touch his, Fenton Stuart reacted swiftly, raising his hand to stop her at her chest, leaving their lips separated by merely a centimeter’s distance.

But Belinda Howard, standing behind him, couldn’t see that one centimeter of distance. From her angle, all she saw was the image of the two people kissing.

Her expression turned to shock, hardly believing the scene before her eyes. It felt as though her chest was pierced by something sharply, and for the first time, she experienced the sensation of a broken heart.

"Belinda, what are you doing standing here?" Unable to find her in the banquet hall, Eduardo Ino had come upstairs, and as expected, he saw her at the staircase entrance’s corner.

Seeing her standing there motionless, he asked with some curiosity; and when he followed her line of sight, he saw Nathalie Juan clinging to his big brother in a very... intimate pose.

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