My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back - Chapter 283

Chapter 283: Let Me Go!
Natalie was shocked beyond words to hear that. She thought this man had already left the house fifteen minutes ago.

Why did he suddenly return?

Did he forget something?

Or,

Did I forget something?

Oh my God….

Natalie didn’t dare to turn around to see him.

She stood in her place, praying this was just her imagination and nothing terrible or hurting would come out of this encounter. But her wishes shuttered when Lucas’s voice echoed again, tearing the silence. Hell, he is here!

“I said, where are you going with such a huge suitcase?” Lucas Donovan snapped, his voice no longer as polite as before.

He was too shocked to see his wife drag the suitcase out of anger for the first time since they married.

‘Is he furious about what happened last night?’ Lucas wondered. ‘This stupid, selfish woman, how dare she get angry when I was about to apologize to her?’

After a five-minute drive, he had asked the driver to return home hurriedly, realizing he had beaten her last night because he was venting his frustration after what happened with their company.

But what he saw now was enough to make his anger flare again. He didn’t want to scold or even hit her, but this woman never failed to make him angry.

Natalie gritted her teeth while tightening her grip on her suitcase. Trying to restrain herself from appearing weak in front of Lucas, she turned to him, attempting to be brave.

Nevertheless, when she saw his sharp gaze, her heart trembled. Somehow, she felt that if his gaze could kill someone, she might be dead by now. How evil!

“Natalie, why are you staring at me like that? Can you answer me? Where are you going with your suitcase?” Lucas lowered his tone to suppress his anger. He didn’t want to scare her even more.

While Lucas was trying to calm his anger, Natalie was too busy forming the words she wanted to say to him, making her unable to hear what he was asking.

Lucas’ patience ran thin when he saw his wife ignore him. He rubbed his thick eyebrow, smiling faintly, “How dare you challenge my patience, Natalie Wright!!”

Natalie flinched as she saw him walking slowly toward her. She sighed deeply and forced herself to express what was on her mind.

“This is no longer working. Not for me. Let’s get a divorce, Lucas Donovan. That’s the only reasonable for our horrible marriage. To end it.” she said calmly, maintaining a straight expression.

But inside, Natalie felt like thunder was rumbling, scaring her, and messing with her heartbeat and thoughts.

‘Be strong, Natalie. Please be strong! Don’t cry in front of this DAMN man anymore. He doesn’t deserve your tears…’ She reminded herself while clenching her fists.

“WHAT DO YOU WANT TO SAY, NATALIE WRIGHT? YOU WANT US DIVORCE? US? DIVORCE?!” Lucas Donovan’s voice echoed, breaking the silence on the second floor.

Natalie was even more scared to hear him raise his voice. Before she could answer him, Lucas’s booming laugh echoed, confusing her.

“Bwa ha ha ha ha…” he laughed, speeding up his steps as he headed toward Natalie.

“What a joke! No divorce unless I say so!! None! Are you stupid? Or are you tired of living? Is that why you’re asking for a divorce? You want to die?” he continued.

This wasn’t the first time he heard her say those words. He already knew she must be bluffing.

Natalie’s eyes remained locked on him. She maintained her calmness even though she felt her hands start to sweat, fearing that this man would hit her again.

Lucas stopped a step away from her. He didn’t rush to speak but placed his hand on her chin and brought her face closer to his. He was so close that she blinked several times when his breath tickled her face.

When Natalie was about to brush his hand away, he spoke, “What a heartless woman you are, Natalie Wright! How dare you ask for a divorce when my company and my family are in trouble?”

“I don’t care! Please, let me go, Lucas Donovan. Let me go!!” Natalie bravely answered him. “I no longer have the energy to stand beside you. To care and love you when you never care and love me back!! I give you a gift here! Now, you’re free to marry your younger woman out there. I don’t care—”

His hand held her chin tightly, his eyes cold. With a slight smirk, he spoke mockingly, his words meant to irritate her further, “Shut your dirty, flirty mouth, or you will taste my hand again!”

Lucas’s gigantic hand covered Natalie’s face, almost like squeezing her face. Then he pushed her face away, causing Natalie to nearly fall to the floor. She grabbed her suitcase to keep herself from falling.

“You can hit me, hurt me as much as you want, Lucas Donovan! But… My decision is final. I want a divorce,” she said, glaring at him without fear. “Please let me go. LET ME GO!”

Natalie smiled confidently when she saw him frown, taken aback by her courage and audacity. She didn’t even believe it herself, but she liked it! This was her first time being so brave.

And as a result, this is her first time seeing her mean and abusive husband’s confused and fearful expression, even if only for a second.

She continued, “Lucas, I will not waste my life enduring misery. And you don’t have to pretend to hide your women from me. You can marry your woman after you divorce me. This is what you want, too, right?”

Lucas felt mixed emotions now. He was surprised by her boldness and amused at the same time.

‘She must be bluffing, right? This woman can’t leave this place or leave me…’ Lucas wondered, but once again, he frowned, looking at how fierce her gaze was now.

This was the first time he saw Natalie glare at him like this. He felt déjà vu.

‘That glare in her eyes….Why did her gaze resemble our good-for-nothing daughter, Bella?’

Lucas shook his head to put aside what he thought.

“You think you can leave me, huh? Do you have money? A place to stay? You have none of those!!” Lucas slowly shouts while narrowing his eyes, staring at her, shaking.

He knew it; she must be bluffing. How stupid she was!

Natalie didn’t say any words. But her expression remained the same.

He chuckled. “Fine, you can leave this house, Natalie. But you can’t bring anything from this place. You have to leave everything behind… Including your suitcase and money…because everything is mine!! MINE! NOT YOURS! You have nothing here!! Nothing!”

Natalie was utterly speechless to hear that.

“You are fucking nothing without me, Natalie Wright. NOTHING!! If you hadn’t married me, you would have been just a FUCKING POOR WOMAN!!! You would be struggling to even make a penny out there…”

Natalie clenched her hand, trying to hold back her tears. She could feel all her blood rushing to her face, turning it red as if her blood vessels were about to burst.

But again, she suppressed her anger and swallowed it back down.