Addiction to Temptation: His Mischievous Sweetheart Captivates Him-Chapter 188: Then I Was Wrong
Hearing Julian Sutton’s words, Natalie Vaughn felt no stir in her heart. Although she wasn’t sure who Julian Sutton liked, she had seen him grinning like an idiot while talking on the phone.
Seems like this movie star, urged by fans to find romance, has already been doing what they wished for behind the scenes.
It’s just that she doesn’t understand why, given Sutton’s current status, publicly announcing a relationship wouldn’t affect him much.
"You’d be willing, but I wouldn’t be."
Just think about Zane Thorne’s personality. He’d get jealous if Julian Sutton wore similar clothes to him in a scene; if rumors about them started, he’d probably fly back from Altara immediately.
Julian Sutton: ...
"What do you plan to do next?"
Natalie Vaughn handed a tissue to the still recovering Summer Churchill.
"No plans, let Director Gable handle it."
"That’s it?"
"What else? The video’s recorded, the evidence is sufficient, what’s there to fear about her being slippery?"
"Don’t you want to find out if there’s anyone behind this?"
Upon hearing this, Natalie Vaughn seriously looked at Julian Sutton.
"I’m someone who always seeks revenge."
That video alone is enough to send Jasmine Blackwood to the police; coincidentally, Damian Quinn has a close junior here.
Whether there’s anyone behind this is none of her concern; she just needs to wait for the results.
Seeing Natalie Vaughn like this, Julian Sutton realized he was worrying in vain, as anyone raised by the Vaughn Family wouldn’t let themselves suffer.
Suddenly, Julian Sutton remembered that arrogant man.
"Did your husband really agree to this?"
From his observation, Zane Thorne wouldn’t allow Natalie Vaughn to act like this, not even in a show.
"Oh, he doesn’t know."
But just as she said that, Natalie Vaughn’s phone rang immediately, conveniently it was Zane Thorne.
Natalie Vaughn: ...
Seeing this, Julian Sutton raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, does he really not know?"
The car hadn’t started yet; Natalie Vaughn opened the door and gave him a look.
Julian Sutton: ...
Why should he, a respected movie star, be faced with a newbie actor’s cold shoulder, and even be kicked out of the car?
Once Julian Sutton was out, Natalie Vaughn promptly answered the call.
The man’s face looked displeased, and Natalie initially wanted to ask, but suddenly remembered the bodyguard he arranged by her side, so she couldn’t bring it up.
She asked Summer Churchill to hold the phone while she twirled in front of the camera. Fortunately, the RV’s space was large, making the twirl effortlessly.
"See, I’m fine, safe and sound."
Yet Zane Thorne still remained silent and unspeaking.
Natalie Vaughn sighed and took the phone.
"You’re pulling a sulky face, do you really wish something would happen to me?"
As soon as she spoke, Zane Thorne glared at her, causing Natalie to instantaneously quiet down, nervously touching her nose tip.
"Why take risks like that?"
Zane Thorne’s voice was tense, imbued with anger, yet trying hard to restrain because of the distance between them and the screen.
Natalie Vaughn hadn’t expected Zane Thorne to know so quickly, and was unsure if it was Genevieve Joyce or her brother who leaked the information.
"Don’t you believe me?"
Another question like that again.
Back at the club, when messing around with those rival young kids, Natalie Vaughn had also asked that same thing.
Zane Thorne showed a trace of helplessness in his eyes, quickly disappearing, maintaining his sharp demeanor.
"It’s not about believing you; you shouldn’t treat your safety lightly."
Natalie Vaughn had long anticipated Zane Thorne saying this; in the past, she might have had a few rebuttals, but now she couldn’t.
Because she knew Zane Thorne wasn’t doubting her, but worrying about her.
"Nina, handling a wire-action by yourself is beyond your control."
Here, Zane Thorne paused. He imagined Natalie Vaughn in the harness, with such a slender waist being pulled and hoisted mid-air, having to perform numerous stunts. Any slight mistake could potentially cause injury.
"If you really fell, what should I do? Hmm?"
Natalie Vaughn pursed her lips, unwilling to tell Zane Thorne it’s because she feared situations like these. She had a hundred percent confidence in not getting injured, but that confidence couldn’t assure that those who loved her wouldn’t worry completely.
Because of love, there’s worry.
Thus...
Natalie Vaughn softened her stance, slightly pursed her lips, her peach blossom eyes round and glossy, innocent and pitiful.
"Then I was wrong."
Such a soft admission instantly left Zane Thorne unable to continue reprimanding.
After a brief silence, the man spoke.
"Really didn’t get hurt?"
Natalie Vaughn immediately smiled.
"Really didn’t, but I still need to go to the hospital, for the show."
"So, why didn’t you tell me from the start?"
Natalie Vaughn blinked, feigning innocence.
"If I told you, I wouldn’t be able to continue, right?"
Zane Thorne currently has anger but doesn’t know where to vent.
"You’re just taking advantage because I’m in Altara, huh?"
Natalie Vaughn nodded.
"Yep, what can you do?"
Zane Thorne: ...
She’s his wife; he can’t get angry, can’t get angry.
"If you really want to discipline me, then hurry back." 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
As soon as Natalie Vaughn said this, Zane Thorne paused for a moment. Natalie seized the moment before he could speak and added.
"But even if you come back, it’s pointless; once I’ve finished shooting here, I’m heading to Brythania."
The man furrowed his brow.
"Brythania?"
"Mm, I’m going with my sister-in-law to see a show, and then stay there for a while."
"When will you be back?"
"Probably before the New Year."
This realization left Zane Thorne silent for a longer period. This meant they wouldn’t see each other for another month.
He raised a hand to pinch his brows.
"Nina, I..."
"You’re busy, I understand."
But he didn’t want her to understand at all. His little girl should be pampered, acting cute to let him spoil her, and fussing to make him hurry home to accompany her.
"Don’t you want to ask what I’m doing here?"
Natalie Vaughn’s eyes shifted, but only briefly as she disdainfully furrowed her brows.
"I’m not interested in hearing about corporate management. Dad once asked me if I wanted to work at the family company; I refused. My brother’s already busy, and so are you, why should I trouble myself?"
Zane Thorne squeezed his left wrist, listening to Natalie Vaughn making excuses for him, his heart filled with complicated emotions.
His little girl is too smart and far too understanding.
"Baby."
"Mm?"
"Wait for me to come back and watch the snow with you."
Natalie Vaughn’s eyes curved into a smile.
"Sure, do you know how to make a snowman? When I was little, my brother would make one for me, but after he got married, he only made them for my sister-in-law."
The man furrowed his brows.
"Not really good at it."
Natalie Vaughn: ...
"But it’s actually quite simple."
"I don’t want an ugly one."
Zane Thorne snorted with laughter.
"Nothing I make is ugly."
Natalie Vaughn was just about to tease him for being shameless when suddenly the two cars occupying two whole levels appeared in her mind.
Zane Thorne indeed has the grounds to say so.
