Perhaps because I had loved him so intensely before, he couldn’t believe I was serious about leaving. He sneered, “What, are you trying to get my attention now? You think leaving will make me come running? Or are you just pretending that Lucas needs me to play with him again?”
I could hear the scorn in his voice, but before I could respond, Cassandra jumped in. “Natalie, stop deceiving Alexander. If Lucas were really dying, why would you be here alone?”
That was the last straw. “Shut up! You have no right to mention Lucas!”
Upon hearing how my voice rose, Cassandra flinched, hurt. “Okay, I won’t mention him then. Please, Natalie, don’t be angry with me.”
Seeing how my hostile attitude towards Cassandra had provoked Alexander, he chuckled coldly. He pulled out his phone and dialed his assistant, Dylan Carter.
To ensure I heard every word, he put the call on speaker. “Dylan, find out which hospital Natalie’s son is at. Stop his treatment immediately.”
His expression was one of calculated malice as if this move would somehow give him power over me. I managed a weary smile, resigned to the cruel game he was playing.
Minutes later, Dylan’s voice came through, hesitant and grim. [Mr. Edwards, I have bad news. Lucas passed away the day after you went to the mountains with Ms. Cassandra.]
