Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire
Chapter 720

Chapter 720

In the eyes of outsiders, although Marcus was born into a noble family, he was able to achieve his current status in the entertainment circle because of himself. Until now, the public did not know his identity as the second young master of the Evans family. Therefore, some big shots in the circle commented on him, saying that he was modest, calm, self-restraint, and hypocritical.

He seemed to be able to remain calm in any situation. However, only Natalie had the ability to make him reveal his true self with just a few words. It was as if her words would turn into a sharp knife that could easily cut open his chest, revealing a bloody truth.

Marcus twitched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't laugh out loud. He said, "Have I slept with you? When I met you, you were only 17 years old. I was not such a beast and I didn't want to commit a crime." Natalie said, "I mean lying on the same bed. Second Brother... what are you thinking about?"

She called him "second brother" with such a gentle smile, which always made Marcus have an illusion.

Two years ago, the naive girl held the corner of his clothes and followed him. "Then what do I call you? Mm? Won't everyone know that you are a big star if I call you Marcus?"

He stood in the green forest with a cigarette in his mouth, which was completely different from the image on the screen. It was even a little ruffianish. The mountain was too big, with huge branches that had been growing for hundreds of years. It was difficult for the tree to connect with the sky, so the forest always looked gloomy.

He didn't want the little girl by his side to smell the cigarette, so he did not light the cigarette from the beginning to the end. He said casually, "I am second at home, and I am older than you. Call me Second Brother."

That kind of irritation and anxiety were like maggots in one's bones. They surged up again and rushed into his heart. Marcus said coldly, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't talk nonsense. I have work to do."

"It seems that you really don't want to see me." Natalie shrugged helplessly. "In fact, I didn't look for you for anything..." She stood up, put her hands on the table, and approached Marcus. She almost clung to the tip of his nose, gently curved her lips, and murmured, "If I tell you that I looked for you because I missed you, do you believe me, Second Brother?"

"..." Marcus almost sneered. "What do you think?"

"Since you don't believe me." She reached out and pressed her hand on the man's chest. She didn't use much strength. It could be said that she was soft, but there was a confident smile in her eyes. "Why is your heart beating so fast?"

Marcus grabbed her thin and white wrist and narrowed his eyes slightly behind his gold-rimmed glasses. There was a meaningful warning in his voice. "Miss Natalie, let's call it a day. Is it fun for you?" Natalie didn't answer. She just withdrew her hand and sat back in her seat. At this time, the waiter served them coffee. Mandheling's unique sour smell of cigarettes wafted through the air. The waiter left after telling them to enjoy themselves.

The rain outside seemed to be heavier. Suddenly, Natalie said, "I still remember how heavy the rain was that day."

Marcus sorted out his emotions and finally said in a calm tone, "So you're here today to talk about the past with me? Natalie, in fact, I'm very curious." "Hmm?"

"After hurting me a year ago, how can you still sit with me face to face and drink coffee so calmly?"