Chapter 481 Impulsive Vow To An Enigmatic Husband

• “I didn’t exactly want to be a Reese kid.” Natalia gave a bitter smile, “Given a choice, I’d rather be a beggar than born into the Reese family.” Although Cornelia wanted to bring her sister back, hearing that Natalia didn’t want to be a Reese kid, she couldn’t help but feel unhappy. “You really don’t want to be part of the Reese family?” “No way.” Natalia said, “I never enjoyed being a Reese kid. They never treated me as one. They saw me as a tool they could use. They controlled everything I did. About the luxurious life you mentioned, yeah, I admit my clothes are better than most, so is my food.
• But, all these are based on total obedience to them. If I show the slightest resistance.” Thinking about the consequences of resistance, Natalia shivered, “They told me, since I was little, that I was to marry Marc and become the lady of the Hartley Group. So, my whole existence revolved around being able to marry Marc. I didn’t like Marc’s mother, but I had to suck up to her. I knew Marc didn’t like me, but I had to do everything to get close to him. If I didn’t, I would get hit. Cameron Reese hits hard. He’d use anything at hand to hit me. Sometimes he’d pull my hair. The last time he did, I thought he was going to rip my scalp off.” Natalia spoke as if she was talking about someone else’s experience. The calmer she was when she spoke about her abuse, the more heartbroken Cornelia felt, “Natalia, you’re my sister.
• You will stay with me. I will protect you and look after you. You won’t have to go back to that hellhole.” Natalia shook her head helplessly, Where I can stay, you don’t decide, and neither do 1. The Reese family won’t let me go until they’ve used me up.” Cornelia knew Natalia’s worries were reasonable. “Natalia, what if you aren’t a Reese kid?” 1 “Could I get away from the Reese family’s control if I weren’t their child? Doesn’t seem likely. I doubt they would raise me for twenty–some years for nothing “Natalia said. Cornelia held Natalia’s hand tightly, “Natalia, there’s something I need to tell you. You might want to brace yourself.” “Go ahead,” Natalia said softly. “Clair might be our biological mother. You might be the child Clair conceived before leaving my father. We took your blood sample last night after receiving your message. The DNA test confirmed you’re related to my grandmother” Cornelia said. At the news, Natalia froze, then grabbed Cornelia’s hand excitedly, “Really?