Natash's POV After two years of hiding, we met again in this situation, and I realized that I was still nervous. My hands trembled uncontrollably, and in order to suppress this trembling, I could only clench my fists tightly. It took almost all the courage and strength I had gathered throughout my life to face Jaclyn Dills, my husband, or should I say, my ex-husband. After all, two years ago, I had already left a signed divorce agreement for him, the man I had secretly loved for nearly a decade. Our marriage, which lasted only a year, ended in desolation, and I should have known that he would never truly belong to me. Unfortunately, I understood this too late. A year of marriage had worn away all my hopes, and I felt truly foolish. But facing him now, besides the nervousness, there was an unexplainable fear deep within me. Besides the fear, there were threads of constant yearning in the depths of my heart. I still thought about him, couldn't let go, couldn't move on. Jaclyn Dill
Natash's POV My face was somewhat pale. I rarely attended such social gatherings, and this time, I was reluctantly pushed into it by my boss due to the secretary's absence. As the assistant in charge of finances, I found myself at this event, but the wine glass in my hand made me feel uneasy. I gazed at the glass that had been thrust upon me and stole a glance at Jaclyn Dills. Suddenly, it dawned on me that this man was not going to make things easy for me. There was a glint of ruthlessness in the depths of his distant gaze. Yes, it would be unforgivable for me to bring up the divorce first, considering Jaclyn Dills's esteemed reputation. I forced a faint smile, and this smile gradually spread across my lips. I raised my glass and spoke with a double entendre, "The past is behind us, and in the future, Mr. Dills, I hope you'll be more accommodating." With that, I raised my glass and downed the contents, feeling quite resolute. Jaclyn Dills's smile faltered for a moment. His ey
Natash's POV My parents separated when I was very young, and I lived with my mother. However, when I had just come of age, my mother fell ill and passed away. At the age of sixteen, I found myself returning to the life of the Red Valley Pack. My father, Jacob Yael, had remarried. Over the years, Jacob Yael had achieved success in his career, and by the time I returned to the Red Valley Pack, he held a position in the pack's council. The memory of the small barn had transformed into a standalone garden house. My stepmother, Linda, was an opera singer, but I had no idea of her fame. She was polite but distant. Her politeness was so ingrained that from the moment I entered the Red Valley Pack, I felt like an outsider. Subconsciously, I believed that this was not my home. My true home was the small barn where my mother and I had lived together. It was an ordinary life, but the mother-daughter bond was filled with warmth and love. In the Red Valley Pack, I was a complete outsider
Natash's POV For the first time, I tasted the flavor of a secret crush. My previous relationships had been nothing more than youthful adventures. When Jaclyn Dills first approached me, the pounding of my heart, the silly way I stared at him, the sensation of my entire body heating up, and the way my mind went blank repeatedly reminded me that I had feelings for this man. If the two of us hadn't had any further interactions, perhaps my secret crush wouldn't have lasted very long. However, fate had a playful twist in store for us. That's why they say destiny is a decisive factor in the relationships between men and women, capable of guiding the twists and turns of a lifetime. In just a few days, I saw Jaclyn Dills at my home. It was then that I learned that Jaclyn Dills' father was my father's former boss and a well-known elder in the pack. Jaclyn Dills' mother was an opera enthusiast and often attended performances by my stepmother, Linda. Over the years, our two families had ma
Natash's POV The ringing tone not only interrupted my reverie but also yanked me out of my thoughts. My face was slightly flushed, and my small hands were quick to push away the man in front of me. I belatedly realized that his influence on me was still immense, to the point where, when he got close, I had no resistance left. I knew very well that I was at a significant disadvantage from the beginning. Our marriage had nothing to do with the love that resided in my mind. Love, in Jaclyn·Dills' case, might be something that didn't exist at all. And it was because of this that I realized that the Moon Goddess could make mistakes too. In the past, when I watched idol dramas and cried my eyes out, if Jaclyn·Dills ever saw me, he wouldn't say anything. Instead, he would look at me with an incredible expression, owing to his good manners and poise. Sometimes, he would cast a glance at the TV screen, where some melodramatic eight o'clock drama was playing, and furrow his brows before say
Natasha's POVI didn't want to say anything to him here.My face had already suffered enough embarrassment moments ago, forgetting everything in the midst of kissing in a place like this. It's a hospital, and apart from us, there are several patients receiving IV drips and nurses around.I lowered my head, deliberately choosing to ignore the faint but noticeable gazes fixed on me.Exiting the IV room, I walked briskly. Despite my short stature and petite frame, I took two steps, and Jaclyn Dills caught up with just one step.Therefore, by the time we reached the emergency room door, I was already slightly out of breath, while Jaclyn Dills continued to follow me with an unhurried pace.It was well past eleven at night, and the early winter evening breeze carried a bone-chilling cold.Lifting my gaze, I could see distant, dimly lit lights and some desolate streets beneath the chilly glow.At first glance, this place resembled Red Valley Pack. Same bustling city, the noise settling into
Natasha's POVI avoided him precisely because of this—I didn't want to endure his anger. In reality, he had never erupted in front of me, except for the one time when I wanted to work after our marriage. Most of the time, I couldn't read this man. He stood tall, looking down at me as if a deity, and I, a mere ant in the vast world.From the beginning, we were never meant to be together.The forced compatibility due to our backgrounds disappeared, and I chose to leave for the sake of the little pride I had left.For the past two years, I deliberately avoided thinking about him.I didn't pay attention to family matters, didn't read newspapers or news. I subconsciously avoided everything related to our past.Annelie said I was running away, but other than running away, I couldn't think of any other solution.When I found out I was pregnant and felt the living presence of a small life inside me, my life took a turn. A child, a child belonging to Jaclyn and me.I was overjoyed, like any wo
Jaclyn's POVI really wanted to tear open this woman's chest and take a good look to see what exactly was on her mind. Or perhaps, she had no heart at all; it had long been devoured by some stray dog.Clearly a timid woman, yet a few words from her could infuriate me to no end.I didn't even care about it, but she was all focused on getting a divorce from me.How beautiful.When we got married, she was more than willing. Now that she's married to me, there's no way she can get a divorce.She talked to me about matrimonial law as if I wasn't familiar with it. I raised a sarcastic smile and said, "The pack's law states that if mates' wolves live separately for more than two years, it can be considered a possible condition for a broken relationship, provided that one party files for divorce. So, what's your intention? Are you going to file for divorce and take me to court, or are you going to sue Jacob?"Natash Yael kept her head down, biting her lip in silence.She knew very well that s