Chapter 207 She Shot Him in the Left Shoulder
Kendrick was highly moved.
He felt like he didn't know how to repay her.
At night, he clung to her arms, unbuttoned her pajamas, and kissed along her collarbone.
She asked him what he was doing.
He said he was trying to please her, a newly rich woman.
She found it impossible to refuse.
His long, slender fingers ran all over her body, and his hand gradually moved down.
Kendrick now wanted to unlock her from the waist down.
Natalie suddenly came to her senses.
She hurriedly backed away, holding down his hand on her belly to prevent him from moving any further.
"No!"
"Why?" Kendrick whispered in her ear, trying to tempt her, "You've seen me naked."
"I didn't look."
Okay, she had just taken a quick look.
"You didn't touch it?"
Natalie froze.
Why did he sound so wronged? Did she take advantage of him?
He was delighted that day.
But her hand was about to break.
She had gotten it in her hand.
She held his hand with both hands and stuttered, "No...it's different."
Oh my God!
What on earth was she talking about?
"What's different?" Kendrick asked close to her ear, "Does it look different?"
"That was not what I meant." Natalie blushed with embarrassment.
When the initiative fell into his hands, he was at a loss for a moment and didn't know what to do.
It seemed they could do something intimate as a couple.
They were now sleeping in the same bed.
They should be more than chatting!
There were a lot of messy thoughts in her mind.
A wave of heat surged from her lower abdomen.
What was going on?
"I've gotten my period." Natalie said, "Let go, or it will get on the bed."
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When she came out of the bathroom after she got her sanitary napkins, there was a cup of hot chocolate on the coffee table.
She lay back on the bed.
Kendrick handed the hot chocolate to her.
Natalie took a sip.
She felt amused and lucky at the same time.
It was a narrow escape.
She couldn't control her expression and laughed.
Kendrick looked speechless. He asked with concern, "Does your belly hurt?"
Natalie nodded, "Can you massage it for me later?"
She found a warm paste in the drawer, put it on her belly, and told him it would relieve pain.
She went to sleep at night in his arms with her back to him, asking him to massage her belly to relieve the pain.
Owen had known this.
For example, she was once the most outstanding genetic biologist in Hamgrad, but she decided to go abroad and become a teacher in a private school.
For example, she had not set foot in Hamgrad for many years, even if she was offered a high salary.
"I understand." Owen nodded.
Brynn stared out the porthole at the blue sky.
It had been more than twenty years.
Twenty years had passed since the accident, a significant turning point in her life.
She was once a courageous girl in love, but now her hair was faintly gray.
Time was ruthless.
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Brynn left the plane and went directly to No. 98 Rusheby Road in the city's south.
She knocked on the door.
An older woman with silver hair came to open the door.
Brynn took off her sunglasses, revealing her beautiful eyes that had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
"Gail."
The older woman looked her up and down with squinted eyes for a long time. Suddenly, tears were in her eyes, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Brynn, is it you? Are you back?"
"It's me, and I'm back." Brynn smiled lightly.
Even though she was smiling, when she saw the older woman with silver hair and a stooped waist, she couldn't help but tear up a little.
Gail tremblingly welcomed her and said, "So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. Ryland has become the president. He even visited me a while ago and sent someone to help me renovate my yard. I've always thought of the things in the Williamson family recently."
"Brynn, are you back to see Ryland?" The older woman asked in a hoarse voice.
"No!" Brynn answered decisively, "It was over between us long ago."
That year she shot Ryland in the left shoulder and resolutely embarked on the ferry to the Pacitia Ocean; she had said goodbye to the past once and for all.
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