Chapter 1650

Chapter 1650A mocking look etched itself across Stanley's face at those words. “Sean, you are truly shameless for
involving a woman in your plan to deal with Shane.”
“It takes one shameless person to recognize one. Weren't you the one who took my nephew away,
causing him to have a car accident when you wanted to get Natalie back then? Don't blame me for
involving a woman when you went after a child. We're both the same, so let's not criticize each other,”
Sean retorted.
“You...” Stanley's eyes flickered with a hint of murderous intent.
Sean waved his hand. “Enough. I'm not here to argue with you. Just tell me, are you willing to save her
or not?”
“Sean, do you really love Natalie?” Stanley asked, not answering directly.
This chapter upload first at NovelEbook.Org“What do you mean?” Sean furrowed his brows.
“My question is simple. I just want to know if you really love Natalie. If you do, why would you let her
take such a dangerous risk, even risking her life? I admit I was despicable before. I involved Connor in
my bid to get her, which caused Connor to have a car accident. But now I know that I did it because the
person I truly loved was not her. So, I didn't care about sacrificing what she cared about. As for you,
you keep saying that you love her, but to deal with Shane, you are willing to let her risk her life. You are
not worthy of saying you love her!” Stanley said coldly.
Sean's face darkened as he was obviously provoked by Stanley's words. He clenched his fists. “What do you know? Of course, I love Natalie, but at the same time, I hate
Shane. He has everything that I can't have. So as long as I can kill Shane, I will use Natalie as bait. If I
didn't love Natalie, I wouldn't ask you to save her in time. Instead, I would take her down with me. That
way, we'd be together forever. Does this not prove my feelings for her?”
“Hah!” Stanley felt like Sean had just cracked the joke of the century. “This is your so-called love for
Natalie? As long as she doesn't die, it doesn't matter if she's scared or gets hurt—is that what you
consider love? Do you think you love Natalie so much just because you won't allow her to die with you?
You're such a narcissist to be moved by your ridiculous move.”
“Well, what do you know?” Sean snickered.
Stanley's face turned cold. “Cut the cr*p. You don't love Natalie at all. At the very least, your hatred and
jealousy toward Shane trump your love for Natalie. I'm even going to say that Shane is more important
to you than Natalie.”
Sean's frown deepened. “You say I don't love Natalie enough? What evidence do you have to accuse
me like that?”
He fancied himself to have deep feelings for Natalie, at least much more profound than what he had for
Lindsay. He only thought of her once in a while, but he often thought of Natalie. So, who was Stanley to
say such things?
Stanley didn't know what Sean was thinking. Upon hearing Sean's question, he found it extremely
ridiculous. “You say you love Natalie, but your love for her translates to hurting her and ignoring her
safety? What kind of love is that? Let me tell you, Sean. Truly loving someone means never wanting to
hurt her even a little bit, let alone using her, unlike you, who's trying to put her in danger and claim tolove her just because you're preventing her from dying. Instead, you will only hope for her happiness
and well-being. What you have for her isn't love. It's only a laughable excuse for you to satisfy your
narcissism.”
Hearing Stanley's righteous words, Sean sneered. “Dr. Quinn, you seem to be an expert in emotions
now. If you understand love so well, then why couldn't you see through your own feelings for Joyce?
You keep saying that loving someone means hoping for their happiness, but you are so cruel to Joyce.
So, what makes you qualified to criticize me?”