Nellie could tell Nathan was in one of his moods, so she quickly tried to calm him down. "Nathan, we can''t keep pretending forever. Tomorrow, I''m divorcing Cameron, and then I can go back to being Nathalie." Nathan''s handsome features finally rxed at her words.


    As they walked into the restaurant, Nathan felt a slight warmth in the air and casually shrugged off his coat. Nellie acted like an eager helper, and rushed to grab it. With a resigned sigh, Nathan tossed it to her.


    Just then, a woman barreled through, too absorbed in her phone call to watch her step, and identally sent Nellie sprawling to the ground. Nathan immediately stepped in front of the woman, his expression icy. She looked up, frowning, only to freeze when she saw Nathan, her mouth falling open in surprise. "Apologize to the person you bumped into," Nathan ordered.


    The woman, who seemed to recognize Nathan, grudgingly came back and muttered a reluctant, "Sorry."


    Nellie thought the voice sounded familiar, and looking up, a flood of memories rushed back. She finally realized it was Fiona, Greta''s best friend.


    In a past life, Nellie had met Fiona at a birthday party Cameron threw for Greta. Greta was draped in a luxurious gown courtesy of Cameron, while Nellie, in a cheap outfit, hade with her sick child to find Nathan. Fiona had mistaken her for a nanny.Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    At this moment, though, Fiona clearly didn''t recognize Nellie. After Nellie divorced Cameron, she wanted to cut ties with the past and avoid getting tangled up in Greta''s socialwork. She shook her head at Fiona, letting her off the hook. "I''m fine. You can go."


    Fiona, visibly relieved, picked up her phone and spoke to whoever that was urgently, "Keep your cool. Don''t let those online trolls get to you. Remember, you''re two months pregnant now. Girl, take care of the baby and use that leverage to cement your status in the Capital''s elite circles. Don''t forget to help me out when you''ve made it..."


    Nellie watched Fiona''s retreating figure, her expression growing darker by the moment. She turned to Nathan with a seemingly random question, "Why do you think Cameron''s suddenly so eager to divorce me?"


    Nathan, ever perceptive, had caught onto the underlying secrets in Nellie''s gaze towards Fiona. With a knowing smile, he replied, "Probably because he''s trying to hide his affair."


    Nellie''s smile turned wickedly charming. "I suddenly don''t want to divorce him anymore!"


    Nathan chuckled, "Whatever that makes you happy."


    "No matter what you decide, I''ve got your back," he added, with a yful tone to show his support.


    He knew she carried a lot of unresolved anger and bitterness. If she didn''t find a way to let it out, he worried she might crumble one day.


    Nellie stuffed Nathan''s coat back into his arms, suddenly changing her mind. "Nathan, I''m sorry. I have to leave you today. Tonight, I want to visit my dear sister at the Brown family estate."


    Nathan feigned disappointment. "You know, you''re the first girl who''s ever stood me up."


    Nellie coaxed him, "I''ll make it up to you with a nice dinner..."


    When Nathan kept a serious face, Nellie sweetened the deal. "How about I warm your feet in the winter?"


    Nathan finally broke into a smile. "Alright then, I''ll drive you there."


    At the Brown family estate, Nellie gazed at the duplex vi. Even though, in the Capital, such a vi couldn''tpete with the sprawling estates of the wealthy elite, to Nellie, who grew up in the slums, this ce once felt like a slice of paradise.