Chapter 522 is the result of me using you

I looked at his disheveled appearance, any more words of complaint that I wanted to say before, at this time I didn't know how to open my mouth.

Spare me the fact that I couldn't respond in any way to the feelings he gave me.

Nor was there any way to deny all the good he had done for me.

He did a lot of things that I do not agree with, but, he did not hurt me, not at all.

Even, a few times, he gave up his own life to protect me.

Now that he was sitting across from me, saying such words, my heart felt like it was being weighed down with something, heavy.

Very complicated emotions.

I couldn't tell.

I sighed lightly and shook the antidote in my hand, "Anyway, thank you for giving me the antidote."

"Thanks for what?"

He smirked to himself and hooked his lips, pointing to the pouch of papers containing the technology on his desk, "You got it in exchange for this, not from me."

I pursed my lips, grabbing my bag and getting ready to get up, "If there's nothing else, I'll be off."

"Yorlien."

His hand, which had landed on the bag of papers, abruptly lifted up, trying to come and take hold of my wrist.

And then in mid-air stopped alive, clean good-looking fingers clenched, eyes through the begging, even the voice is unconsciously tightened, "Eat before you go, okay? This should, is our last meeting."

"You ... don't plan to go back to the country?"

Inexplicably, there was some frustration in my heart.

Almost in the first instant, I remembered the first time I saw him.

When I was most helpless, he helped me.

Many times in the future, it was him, who pulled me.

It never occurred to me that one day, two people would come to this point.

He withdrew his hand, faintly smiled, "Well, it should not come back, your wedding ... I will not participate in it."

"Safe journey."

In addition to this, I don't know what I can say.

After saying that, I got up and prepared to leave.

"I hid something from you." He suddenly spoke.

"What is it?"

I stopped moving and looked at him with downcast eyes.

A smile tugged at the corner of his lips and he rang a service bell on the table, "It should be the only way to get you to stay and finish the meal with me by talking to you about this."

I was silent and didn't say anything.

Soon a waiter pushed his way in and started serving the food.

"I used you."

As the waiter finished serving the last dish and turned to go out, Nathanael spoke abruptly, his voice carrying endless apologies and self-reproach.

I snapped out of it and froze as I sat down, "What did you say?"

He sat up straight, eyes downcast, meticulously slicing the steak on his dinner plate, "I used you, and that first meeting, rather than being a coincidence, was ... the result of me using you."

My whole body was like a thunderbolt, and I froze dead in my tracks.

"Viola Sabastian, one of my own, returned to The Baron family with her child as part of my revenge plan." The movement of his hand didn't stop, but the blade that landed on the steak, began to tremble, and the self-loathing in his voice was so thick that it almost melted away.

There was a blur before my eyes, a blur of incredulity, of inability to accept ...

"For, why?"

I could barely find my voice as I spoke.

Nathanael took a deep breath, "Because compared to The Baron family, the Lora family is weak, and the only way I could find another way to use Viola Sabastian, to stir up The Baron family, to divide Myron Baron's mind. Only then will I be able to ..."

"All right!"

I spoke with a lump in my throat, interrupting coldly, "Stop it, I get it."

He was trying to avenge his mother.

Only by dividing Myron Baron's mind could he wait for an opportunity to take revenge.

Whether it's from the mall or elsewhere.

But, thinking about it, I burst out laughing uncontrollably, "And what about me? Am I one of the pawns in your revenge plan?"

"Yes. ..."

His hand holding the handle of the knife was dead hard, as if he used all his strength to restrain himself, and then, gentlemanly, he replaced the plate of steak he had cut in front of me, his voice was hoarse as if it had been cut by a sharp, sharp instrument, "I used your feelings for Myron Baron, and even, used the cause of your mother's death."

"So ... the first text you sent me wasn't to remind me of anything, it was ... an attempt to get me to rejoin The Baron family with my hatred, wasn't it? "

He squeezed his eyes shut, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, as did his voice, "Right."

He spat out the word, his emotions spiraling out of control as he reached up to cover his face, a wetness slipping out along his fingers.

And I, too, at some point, had tears rolling down from my eyes.

Four years.

As it turned out, from the beginning was a game.

A revenge game.

I should have felt a little lighter knowing this truth, but it wasn't at all.

It was because I had been used as the knife pointed at Myron Baron.

Or maybe it was because, at one point, I had truly trusted Nathanael with my whole heart.

"Viola Sabastian is one of yours, you say, so what about the child she brought back to The Baron family ...?"

This question, in my mind, is a mystery.

I hadn't seen Abner since I made up with Myron Baron.

I don't know where he went, let alone, who his real father really is.

Considering Myron Baron and Abner's relationship, I haven't asked once.

Now, perhaps the answer could come from Nathanael, here.

Nathanael was silent for a long time, gathering her emotions, a flash of rejection crossed her eyes, "It's Marcellus's child, or maybe, a male prostitute's child. When Myron Baron found out about it, he sent the child out of the country to be taken care of by someone."

"A male prostitute?!"

"Viola Sabastian was bent on climbing the ladder of the rich, and after I understood her mentality, I found a male prostitute to pretend to be me and have sex with her ..."

I was dumbfounded.

In other words, from the very beginning, Viola Sabastian had always thought that she was Nathanael's woman.

Coupled with the fact that Nathanael had money, so, she was willing to be used by Nathanael.

It was also possible ... that the person she really loved, was Nathanael.

However, if she climbed up to Nathanael a long time ago, then why did she climb into Aidan Green's bed?

The Lora family could not catch up with The Baron family, but it was still more than enough compared to The Green family.

"You want to ask, about her and Aidan Green?" Nathanael could see my question.

I nodded frostily, "Yes."

"To help Marcellus pay off his debts, hundreds of thousands of dollars, she was afraid to come to me for it."

Nathanael mentioned Viola Sabastian, her eyes glancing at the blue as blue sky outside, her eyes were cold without a bit of extra emotion.

After hearing this, I too understood.

Viola Sabastian and Myron Baron together, at first should be like, just, Myron Baron this person usually always cold words, and Marcellus is better at coaxing the girl to be happy than Myron Baron, so, she didn't hesitate to split.

Later on, she and Marcellus would be entangled, it can only be said that, she can't get rid of Marcellus as a cowhide.

And she to Nathanael ... at first may be rushing to money, but in the accumulation of time, produced feelings.

If there were not feelings, just a simple transaction, she would not be afraid to ask for money, hundreds of thousands of dollars, for Nathanael, is not a large amount.

Viola Sabastian knew it too.

However, she didn't approach Nathanael to ask for it, supposedly because she didn't want to be looked down upon by him for it.

Unbeknownst to her, from the very beginning, she was in the position of being looked down upon.

"Myron Baron should have known that Viola Sabastian and I were related a long time ago, and he was investigating before Viola Sabastian died."