Shattered Then Healed By His Love (by Haley Blanton) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Across the Balcony

Chapter 88 Across the Balcony

“You’re avoiding me?”

Jackson’s brows furrowed, his eyes flickering with disbelief.

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“If Mr. Collins can’t control himself, then go to the guest room and find your first love. I’m sure she’ll serve you well. As for me-don’t count on it.”

Natalie shoved him off and sat upright on the bed.

“If I can’t control myself, then as my wife, isn’t it only natural you should take care of me?”

Jackson yanked her wrist and pulled her close again. His hand slid down to her waist, drawing her into his arms.

The air in the room grew thick with unwanted tension.

But Natalie’s voice was calm, sharp. “First love and wife-don’t you find that disgusting?”

“Watch your mouth.”

“Cleaner than yours.” She glared at him, pushing him away again. “She’s right down the hall. No need to sneak around in the middle of the night like last time. Such a perfect chance-why aren’t you taking it?”

“Natalie, I’m your husband! And you’re pushing me away?”

“In my heart, you haven’t been for a long time. And whatever’s between you and Victoria- leave me out of it.” Her eyes bore into his. “I find it filthy.”

“You’ll regret this.”

Her voice cut cold as ice. “Get out.”

With a low growl, Jackson rose, his eyes like frozen steel as he glared at her.

He grabbed her by the neck and hauled her close. “Remember this-you’re the one pushing me away. Don’t blame me.”

A bitter laugh broke from her lips.

Three years ago it had been the same-him shielding, favoring that woman again and again. And now he twisted it into this, pinning the blame on her, claiming she had pushed him to

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Chapter 88 Across the Balcony

Victoria.

As if it weren’t his own betrayal.

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Before he left, Natalie sneered. “Just remember-don’t let my son see anything he shouldn’t. If you mess up his mind, I won’t forgive you.”

Jackson froze, then turned, his voice like ice. “So in your eyes, I’m nothing but a beast?”

“You already know the answer.”

Natalie ignored him, walking toward the balcony.

The slam of the door echoed like thunder through the house.

Her steps faltered at the sound, her eyes closing tightly for a moment.

Only after standing still for a long while did she breathe again, and finally moved toward the balcony.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a figure on the next balcony over.

Her body went rigid.

She turned instinctively-and saw Marcus.

He leaned against the glass railing, sleeves rolled up, arms strong in the dim light, his back slightly bent as his head turned toward her.

His balcony was dark, but in the spill of light from her side, she could see his face faintly flushed.

Drunk, but not fully gone.

How long had he been standing there?

Had he heard everything just now?

“Mr. Collins, why aren’t you resting?”

Natalie stepped closer, leaning against her railing, her eyes calm as she looked at him.

Marcus stared for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned forward.

In the next breath, his hands were on the back of her neck, drawing her toward him, his eyes

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