CHAPTER 83: CHAPTER 83: FLAUNTING LOVE ON MOMENTS

Natalie Vaughn lay in the warm water, replaying everything from yesterday.

After all, she was just a girl not yet 24. After getting the marriage certificate, the emotional fluctuations coupled with the excitement were indeed enough to make someone do something they shouldn’t.

Natalie hadn’t meant to test things so soon.

Perhaps it was the alcohol that was intoxicating, or maybe it was the wind on the mountaintop that was bewitching.

She just went ahead and did it.

But she didn’t expect Zane Thorne to cook her hangover soup, to see her throw such a tantrum, and still be willing to clean up the mess in the kitchen.

Now sober, she naturally understood that there must be a reason behind Zane’s rejection.

Most likely, it was because of Gideon Sheffield in Altara.

So what exactly happened five years ago?

Natalie quickly got up and, without drying off, threw on a robe and hurriedly picked up her phone to call Phoebe Quinn.

She had once searched for Gideon Sheffield’s name online, knowing he used to be a racer, once as famous as Zane Thorne.

But a sudden accident five years ago caused him to disappear from the racing scene instantly.

Five years ago...

Natalie’s pupils narrowed as she raised her hand to slap her head.

How had she only now realized this coincidence in timing?

Gideon Sheffield’s accident happened five years ago, and Zane Thorne also retired five years ago.

There must be some connection between the two.

The call connected, and before Phoebe could say a word, Natalie directly asked.

"Yana, do you have any information on Gideon Sheffield?"

Since Gideon and Zane were friends, even soulmates, on the racing scene, then Phoebe, who liked Zane, must also know about Gideon, and her information would be more complete than what’s found online.

Phoebe was baffled by Natalie’s sudden question.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I’ll explain later, do you have it or not?"

"I do, everything’s locked in a cabinet."

It was a memory of her youth that she hadn’t had the heart to throw away, cherished in a cabinet untouched even by her family.

"I’ll come over to find you now."

Saying this, Natalie was about to change clothes and head out.

On the other end, Phoebe was still puzzled.

"Wait, wait, Nina, what’s going on that’s so urgent? Today is your first day after marriage, besides, I’m at work, not home."

Natalie realized, sighed with annoyance, and lay back on the bed.

"Yana."

"Mm?"

"I suspect Zane’s retirement is related to Gideon Sheffield."

There was a long silence on Phoebe’s end.

"Are you sure?"

"Pretty much."

She believed Felix Langdon wouldn’t lie to her.

Phoebe suddenly gasped.

"Nina, I might have found something; I’ll find a time to meet you."

Hanging up the phone, Phoebe’s hand holding the phone began to tremble.

The seemingly fragmented pieces seemed to piece together all at once.

Rumor had it that after Gideon won the championship and proposed to his girlfriend, he would retire, but for some reason, he suddenly decided to join the championship series.

The accident at the championship was the only severe accident in a major race in over a decade.

The news was quickly sealed, and everyone in the racing scene focused on Gideon Sheffield.

During that time, it was as if Gideon had vanished from the earth.

His fate unknown, his whereabouts a mystery.

If...

If God Thorne’s retirement was because of Gideon, what would the reason be?

Phoebe suddenly didn’t dare think further.

Unsettled, Phoebe, who had just started working in the office, blatantly skipped work and rushed back home, opening the long-sealed cabinet.

...

Meanwhile, Natalie had also begun to get busy.

In two days, she would start filming, needing not only to prepare her luggage but also to pay attention to many things.

Felix had already informed Natalie in advance that Zoe Chandler would bring her configured assistant to Natalie’s apartment today for a discussion. As for the assistant sent by James Vaughn, they had rented a nearby room half a month ago to start preparing for Natalie’s shooting.

When Natalie changed clothes and went downstairs, Zane was already gone. She stood at the staircase for a long time, her lips pressed tightly, realizing something.

Zane was angry.

And not the kind that’s easy to pacify.

Natalie sighed, grabbed a can of milk from the fridge, planning to make do with some bread. Only then did she notice something different in the kitchen than usual.

Indeed, she had wrecked most of the kitchen last night, surely a mess, and now that it was so tidy, Zane must have cleaned it up.

Who would have believed it?

Thinking about it, Natalie wasn’t sure why she felt the need to go into the kitchen to look.

Just a sip of milk made her shiver from the cold.

The weather was getting cooler, and this cold milk was no longer drinkable.

But if Natalie had to warm it herself, it was absolutely impossible, better to order this service from a restaurant instead.

Coming back to her senses, Natalie finally noticed what was different in the kitchen today.

The small pot that should have been put away was instead placed squarely on the stove.

Natalie set down the milk, her nose twitching slightly.

She seemed to smell something fragrant.

Reaching out slowly, Natalie approached the pot; feeling a bit of warmth, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Quickly lifting the lid, the fragrance of fish soup and rising steam made Natalie’s eyes heat up.

So, Zane, who should have slept later, got up because her sleeping posture was too wild and made her hangover soup.

Now, Natalie deeply regretted the words she had mindlessly spoken earlier.

Zane must think of her as heartless, he, such a proud man, personally got up early to cook her hangover soup, only to hear the word ’divorce’ from her.

Natalie frustratingly slapped her head, biting her lip, silently reminding herself.

Never to easily speak hurtful words again.

But little did Natalie know, that in Zane’s eyes, she had long been a little heartless one.

But so what if she was heartless?

Everything he should care for and spoil, didn’t he give it all to Natalie just the same?

Natalie put aside the cold milk, cupping the warm fish soup, sipping one spoonful after another.

The fish soup was thick and rich, the tofu smooth and tender.

Natalie couldn’t help but feel she had found a treasure.

Who would have thought that the ever-proud Zane Thorne was so good at cooking?

Her mood suddenly lifted, Natalie deliberately took a photo, finely edited it, and posted it on her social media.

Caption: "Homemade love soup from dear hubby, amazing!"

Even after posting, she specifically nudged Zane to check it out.

Not long after, the post was flooded with likes, the notification count increasing rapidly, and Natalie eagerly checked, only to find that there was no message from Zane Thorne that she wanted to see.

The light in her eyes dimmed, and she pouted, tossing the phone aside.

Without the attention of the person she wanted, everything felt bland.

The soup wasn’t finished when Zoe, accompanied by her assistant, arrived.

Still wearing loungewear and her hair casually tied up, Natalie merely nodded slightly to Zoe and her assistant, then let out a big yawn.

"Come in, the place is a bit messy, make yourselves at home."

It was Zoe’s first time seeing Natalie without makeup, as stunning as she was in front of Langdon Entertainment.

No eternal beauty, pleasing to the eye is the beautiful one.

The only one who could look better than Natalie was Natalie the next time.

Zoe felt that being able to take care of Natalie was truly a blessing.

Yet, the beauty wasn’t self-aware, casually sitting on the couch, listening to Zoe’s so-called notes on entering the group, current promotion situations, and her account management, appearing uninterested, her mind filled with why Zane hadn’t liked her post.

Did he not see her post?