The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1177

Natalie was completely confined to the bedroom. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Since the day Bastien used Betty's life to threaten her, she started eating again. However, the food she consumed was still much lesser than those of ordinary people.

Knowing that Natalie was trying to protect her, Betty was thankful to her.

Thus, she expressed her gratitude by doing her best to take care of Natalie. Simple-minded and innocent, she went through every day trying to find ways to get the latter's wounds to heal faster.

Unbeknownst to Betty, Natalie became more frustrated when she saw that her wounds were starting to heal.

It's the first time in my life that I hope for my wounds to heal slower. If it can be done... I want them to heal much slower than this. That way, I won't have to go along with Bastien's crazy antics.

At the sight of her frown, Betty bit her lip before offering, “Madam, I can get you some books or videos if you are bored...”

“I don't want those things.” Natalie turned to look at her and requested, “I only want a phone.”

A phone? That would mean communication with the outside world. Master has warned me repeatedly that I cannot let Madam leave this room nor allow her to contact the outside world.

At that thought, Betty replied hesitantly, “Madam, could you make... another request? I can't give you a phone...”

Natalie felt sorry for Betty when she noticed the anxiousness on her face, but she did not have a better method at the moment. Shaking her head, she said, “Forget it, then. There's nothing else that I want other than a phone... I'm alive and breathing; my heart is pumping. Yet, why can't I feel the passing of time?”

Even though I'm alive, I feel like I'm dead inside. When Bastien first locked me in here, I was infuriated. Then, I hated him for doing so. Now, all I can feel is numbness. I desperately want to leave, yet I can't. Because of that, I don't feel anything anymore. There is no news about Samuel either. Did he really think I was dead when he claimed the body? Does that mean I will be Bastien's puppet, marry him, and live as Lunetta in the cage-like Luna Palace for the rest of my life?

Betty stared at Natalie, unable to give her any answers.

Natalie glanced at her and knew she had put the maid in a tough spot. At that, she flashed her a faint smile and said, “You may leave now.”

“All right.”

No sooner had Betty left than Bastien showed up.

Natalie had a displeased look on her face when she laid her cold eyes on him.

After all, she had nothing more to say to him.

She cooperated with him merely because he found her weak point, leaving her no choice but to listen to him.

“How are you doing?”

There was no response from Natalie.

“We're nearing our wedding day.”

The silence persisted.

Natalie's eyes were glued to the sea outside the window. She did not even bother to spare him a glance, treating him like he was non-existent.

Angered by her action, Bastien reached out and gripped her face forcefully.

“Natalie Nichols, I'm talking to you! How could you treat me this way?” he rebuked. “Once we get married, I'll be your husband! Have you not thought things through yet? Or do you still have any unrealistic plan of abandoning me?”

Natalie raised her head, asking softly, “Does my opinion matter?”

“You—”

“My opinion doesn't matter, so neither does my attitude matter, then.” She clasped his hand. “You used underhanded tactics to lock me up and keep me in here like I'm your plaything. Don't you find it ridiculous to hope that I'll fall for you under these circumstances?”

Bastien had it easy since he was young, able to get his hands on whatever or whoever he wanted effortlessly until he met Natalie.

Even though he treated her with gentleness and care in hopes of winning her heart, the woman never reciprocated his feelings in any way.

On that occasion, Natalie had overstepped the line massively. Yet, the seething Bastien did not have the heart in him to hurt her. Instead, he let go of her. “That's right. Everything will go according to my plan. It will only be a matter of time before you become mine.”

Natalie's eyes were frosty as thoughts flashed across her mind.

Pfft... Hypocrite. This is what he's wanted since the beginning.

Bastien bent over and took the hyper-realistic mask from the drawer before putting it on her face. “The designer will soon be here to show you your custom-made wedding dress. Remember this. From now onward, you are Lunetta Lovas, and you can't give the game away.”