Chapter 559

Before coming here, Natalie had slipped a small folding knife into her pocket. She knew that getting Dylan away from Hamilton would require a fight to the death.
She pulled out the knife, shoved it into Hamilton’s hand, and then grabbed his hand, pressing the blade against her own chest.
“I cheated on you. I humiliated you. I tarnished the great Mr. Amos’s reputation. I even had another man’s child, and to this day, I don’t regret a thing. In fact, it was liberating. If I had the chance to do it all over again, I would still choose to sleep with another man!”
She laughed as she spoke. He wanted to act like a madman? Fine, they could both be mad.
“So if you have any guts at all, you’ll kill me!”
Hamilton’s hand tightened around the knife’s handle, his heart pounding in his chest.
A voice in his head screamed, Kill her, kill her!
He gritted his teeth. “You think I don’t dare?”
“Of course you dare!”
“Natalie!”
“You were the one who drove me to cheat in the first place!”
“You’re still making excuses for yourself!”
“And you were the one who cheated first, with Maria!”
“I never touched her back then!”
“Really?”
Natalie scoffed. “You didn’t touch her, you just snatched a role I worked my ass off for to give it to her. You just left me stranded in the mountains for her, forced me to my knees for her, and tried to strangle me more than once for her!”
Hamilton gritted his teeth. “That was what you owed her, and what you owed me!”
“So just kill me. I’ll pay you back with my life. Isn’t that enough?” Natalie asked, tilting her head with a smile.
Hamilton’s eyes were bloodshot. The Natalie he remembered was fragile and timid, someone who needed to lean on him, to be protected by him, someone who seemed like she couldn’t live without him. But to leave him, she had chosen the most brutal method possible, and for six years, she had never once appeared before him again.
He was cruel, but wasn’t she just as cruel?
Especially now, when she was daring him to kill her.
It was as if she was certain he wouldn’t be able to do it. But what right did she have to be so certain?
Hamilton threw the knife aside, then grabbed Natalie by the chin and slammed her against the wall.
He was panting, on the verge of exploding with rage.
“You want to save him?”
Natalie forced herself to meet his gaze. “I told you, it wasn’t him. He’s innocent!”
“I asked you if you want to save him!”
“Yes.”
“Fine!”
Hamilton nodded, then shoved Natalie into a small, adjacent room. It was filthy, cluttered, and reeked of mildew. Against one wall was a dilapidated sofa. its leather cracked and exposing the wooden frame beneath.
Hamilton pushed Natalie down onto the broken sofa. While she was still dazed, he ripped her clothes open.
“What… what are you doing?” Natalie stared at him in terror.
“Didn’t you want to save him?”
It dawned on her. She frantically tried to pull her clothes together.
“Hamilton, you can kill me, but you can’t do this to me!”
“I won’t kill you, but I can kill Dylan!”
“You
Before she could finish, Hamilton lost all patience. He tore her clothes open again and pinned her down. A crue smile spread across his face as he spoke in any voice
“I won’t kill you, but I will torture you slowly. Natalie, after tonight, I want you to remember this for the rest of your life. Remember how I
humiliated you!”
Panic and fear seized her. “Hamilton, I’m begging you, don’t do this! Please, just
calm down. About what happened back then, I can… Mmph
Hamilton shoved something into her mouth, silencing her pleas.
He then used her own clothes to bind her wrists and shouted to the men outside.
“Wake Mr. Jenkins up. I want him to have a good listen!”
“Mmph!” Natalie’s eyes turned red as she struggled desperately.