Chapter 710

Chapter 710“No, Daddy hasn't given Mommy a chance to speak to him yet,” she replied while patting his head
affectionately.
Sharon blinked innocently and asked, “Why is that?”
“I don't know either.” Natalie's eyes unconsciously dimmed with sorrow.
Subsequently, Connor stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.
After breakfast, Natalie brought the two kids out. Then, once she dropped them off at kindergarten, she
headed to her company.
On the way there, she was constantly distracted by her thoughts about the situation with Shane. As a
result, she was not paying attention to the roads and almost rear-ended the car in front.
Luckily, she reacted just in time to step on the brakes and narrowly avoid the accident.
However, she still suffered some minor injuries. She had hit her forehead on the windscreen, causing
pain and a buzzing feeling in her head.
Thus, she quickly took out a mirror from her bag to look at her forehead. A big red patch that looked
conspicuous and funny had appeared on her forehead, sticking out like a sore thumb.
Just then, someone knocked on her car window.
She put down the mirror and lowered the windows. It was a traffic policeman.
He saluted, then said, “Hello, miss. Please show me your driver's license.”
In reality, she already knew she would be stopped as she had suddenly braked. Thus, she did not say
much as she took out her driver's license.She was then given three demerit points and fined two hundred before being allowed to go.
As she looked at the ticket in her hands, her head began pounding.
Ever since yesterday, everything has gone wrong.
When she was sending the kids to kindergarten just now, she had also almost slipped and fell.
She shook her head to clear her mind, then started up the car again and drove off.
Half an hour later, she arrived at her company.
As soon as she walked in, many employees were shocked by the red patch on her forehead.
“Ms. Smith, what happened to your head?” an employee asked as she pointed at Natalie's head with a
slender finger.
Natalie smiled bitterly and replied, “Don't bring it up. I almost got into an accident.”
“What? An accident?” Joyce heard her words just as she exited her office. As a result, she immediately
got frightened, threw her cup away, and took Natalie's hands in hers. She looked Natalie up and down
and asked, “Did you get hit somewhere, Nat?”
“No.” When Natalie saw how worried her friend had become, her mood lifted. She smiled slightly and
replied, “I'm fine. I just hit my forehead earlier on.”
“Are you really okay?” Joyce asked again, still a little worried.
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relief. “That's good. You scared me to death.”
“Sorry.” Natalie smiled embarrassedly.
Joyce waved a hand of hers and said, “It's fine. But come here. I'll get you some ice for your head.
What're you going to do if it swells?”
Upon saying that, she pulled Natalie toward the office.
After all, there was a refrigerator in the office. Joyce took out some ice cubes and wrapped them in a
towel before handing them to the other woman. “Here.”
“Thanks,” replied Natalie with a smile. After which, she placed it against her forehead.
The cold feeling instantly dispelled the grogginess in her head, causing her to become more energetic.
Joyce leaned against her desk and stared at Natalie before she asked, “Did you not rest well last night?
Your dark circles look really bad!”
Hearing those words, Natalie's eyes dimmed. “Joyce, have I done something wrong recently?”
“Huh?” Her friend was taken aback by her sudden question. “Why'd you ask this?”
Natalie shook her head. “Just answer me. Did I?”
The other woman pondered for a moment before she replied, “No.”Natalie then tightened her grip on the towel. “Then why's Shane doing this to me?”
“What did he do to you?” asked Joyce as her expression turned serious.
Natalie leaned back in her chair, saying, “His attitude toward me changed since yesterday. It suddenly
became cold, as though I'd done something wrong and made him angry. But he's not willing to talk.”
“What?” Joyce frowned. “Why's he behaving like that? That's a bit too much.”
Natalie let out a deep sigh. “It's fine if that's all there is to it, but I can't accept him venting his anger on
the children.”