Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 393 Coming Out Clean

Chapter 393 Coming Out Clean

The atmosphere solidified like cement.

Natalia opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but not sure exactly what to say.

She knew what Archie didn't like about the whole situation, but sometimes, it wasn't up to her whether they met or not.

As opposed to promising she could and being unable to keep that promise, she might as well tell it like it was.

Considering that, she pursed her lips and murmured, "I'm sorry, Archie. I know you care a lot about it, but I really do have my own troubles. I promise you, though, when this is over, I'll tell you everything. Can you wait until then?"

Archie frowned.

In his deep gaze, there was icy judgement.

After a long pause, his lips twitched with irony.

"As you please."

...

Ever since that day, Natalia and Archie fell into a cold war.

The two had been married for a year and a half and usually stuck to each other like glue. This was the first time such a huge rift had come between them. Even Mrs. Dottie and Anne could feel something was wrong between the two.

Mrs. Dottie was worried. After all, she'd seen the two get up to this point from the beginning, and knew their feelings and temperament better than anyone.

Unless something huge had happened, it wouldn't have gotten this far.

So Mrs. Dottie had tried to get them to make up in private.

But the two wouldn't tell her their reasons, and as an outsider, there was a limit to how much she could do or say.

Mrs. Dottie could only sigh and pray that the two made up soon before anything bigger happened.

On the other end, Natalia also knew that it wouldn't do to carry on like this.

She knew what kind of personality that man had. With his ability, and with something like this happening, he could have asked investigated himself without asking her opinion.

But he didn't. He'd chosen to respect her, and allow her to choose.

Since he'd done that much, how could Natalia continue to disappoint him?

After considering it for a while, Natalia decided to tell him the truth.

When it came to the Dragon Club and Mr. K, she didn't know what Archie would think after he knew, but it couldn't get any worse than this.

So, Natalia found a chance to come out clean.

The man, though, didn't behave like she'd thought as well.

He didn't act surprised or shocked, only remaining so calm that Natalia thought he didn't understand.

But he clearly did.

A bit of a smile appeared in his eyes as he murmured, "Why did you keep this to yourself before?"

Natalia pursed her lips, hesitated, and said, "I lost a part of my memory. I don't know what happened to me in those few months; what I've been through, who I've met, what I've done. By the time I woke up, I'd already been saved by Felix. For those few years, he taught me to fight, to race. He saved my life, so I can't go back on what I owe. But that's all there is between us. Do you believe me, Archie?" Archie looked at her deeply and nodded. "I do."

Natalia heaved a sigh of relief.

Archie continued, "The Bissel family is complicated. As a bastard son spending so much time overseas, it's possible his life has been hard. He must have his own reasons for starting the Dragon Club."

Natalia nodded.

"But I don't plan on getting involved. It's just that Mr. K is dead, and the people who killed him are probably the same group who was hunting me in the beginning. I want to replace out, Archie. I want to knew what I experienced during those few months and why those people are after me. I don't want to live with that mystery all my life. Can you understand that?"

In a place she couldn't see deep in a corner of Archie's eyes, a complicated shadow flickered.

He said lowly, "Have you ever thought, Natalia, that some truths don't need to be revealed in their entirety, and that sometimes, ignorance is bliss?"

Natalia blinked.

She looked at him, a little confused.

Archie sighed softly.

He raised his hand and stroked her hair gently, whispering, "Don't tire yourself out."

Natalia smiled.

"Okay."

"Any help you need, just ask."

"Yeah."

Having come clean about it all, Natalia instantly felt better.

To have a good talk with the man this afternoon, Natalia had given Mrs. Dottie and all the other servants the day off.

The two sat there on the sofa, talking quietly.

Sometimes, it was just that miraculous. The truths once so painstakingly buried only needed a small gap to break the dam and rush out.

As if there was no longer a need to hide it.

In the time following, Natalia told him everything about what had happened outside the country.

Archie listened quietly, never once interrupting, only making small noises of acknowledgement when he needed to.

Time trickled by slowly. Natalia tired herself out. Perhaps it was because of how she'd completely relaxed her heart, and how fully she trusted him, but she actually drifted off to sleep right there in his arms. It was a tranquil, moonlit night.

The woman laid peacefully in his arms as the man lowered his head to look at her resting face.

His eyes dimmed.

Memories whistled like wind, seemingly returning him to that night, that year.

He thought he'd been through enough trials and tribulations over the years. Enough danger and pain to settle his heart. But right now, a storm of emotions was rushing through him.

His slightly coarse palm caressed her slender hand, feeling her soft warmth, his heart seemingly splitting under a chisel.

I'm sorry, Natalia!

She'd come clean to him about where she'd been and what she'd done in the few years he couldn't replace her.

But he couldn't do the same. Not about that accident, and those few months' worth of missing memories.

The man's eyes were deep, reddening.

Considering how she'd walked alone through those years, the redness grew.

He took out his phone and sent a text.

Then he kissed her very lightly on the forehead, picked her up gently, and went into the bedroom.

Natalia slept soundly this time.

It was dusk when she woke. The sunset shone in through the window, dying the whole room a light, rosy gold.

She squinted and stretched.

Maybe because she'd finally relieved herself of her burden, but she'd slept soundly and well. Waking up now, she was bounding with energy, and perfectly relaxed.

But...

Where was Archie?

Natalia rubbed her eyes, flung off her sheets and got out of bed. As she went to the living room, there was nobody in the house but her.

The light breeze ruffled the pages she'd leafed through on the tea table in her leisure, the rustling making the surroundings seem empty and lonely.