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A mocking look etched itself across Stanley's face at those words. “Sean, you are truly
shameless for involving a woman in your plan to deal with Shane.”
“It takes one shameless person to recognize one. Weren't you the one who took my
nephew away, causing him to have a car accident when you wanted to get Natalie back
then? Don't blame me for involving a woman when you went after a child. We're both the
same, so let's not criticize each other,” Sean retorted.
“You...” Stanley's eyes flickered with a hint of murderous intent.
Sean waved his hand. “Enough. I'm not here to argue with you. Just tell me, are you willing
to save her or not?”
“Sean, do you really love Natalie?” Stanley asked, not answering directly.
“What do you mean?” Sean furrowed his brows.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“My question is simple. I just want to know if you really love Natalie. If you do, why would
you let her take such a dangerous risk, even risking her life? I admit I was despicable
before. I involved Connor in my bid to get her, which caused Connor to have a car
accident. But now I know that I did it because the person I truly loved was not her. So, I
didn't care about sacrificing what she cared about. As for you, you keep saying that you
love her, but to deal with Shane, you are willing to let her risk her life. You are not worthy
of saying you love her!” Stanley said coldly.
Sean's face darkened as he was obviously provoked by Stanley's words.
He clenched his fists. “What do you know? Of course, I love Natalie, but at the same time,
I hate Shane. He has everything that I can't have. So as long as I can kill Shane, I will use
Natalie as bait. If I didn't love Natalie, I wouldn't ask you to save her in time. Instead, I
would take her down with me. That way, we'd be together forever. Does this not prove my
feelings for her?”
“Hah!” Stanley felt like Sean had just cracked the joke of the century. “This is your so-
called love for Natalie? As long as she doesn't die, it doesn't matter if she's scared or gets
hurt—is that what you consider love? Do you think you love Natalie so much just because
you won't allow her to die with you? You're such a narcissist to be moved by your
ridiculous move.”
“Well, what do you know?” Sean snickered.
Stanley's face turned cold. “Cut the cr*p. You don't love Natalie at all. At the very least,
your hatred and jealousy toward Shane trump your love for Natalie. I'm even going to say
that Shane is more important to you than Natalie.”
Sean's frown deepened. “You say I don't love Natalie enough? What evidence do you have
to accuse me like that?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe fancied himself to have deep feelings for Natalie, at least much more profound than
what he had for Lindsay. He only thought of her once in a while, but he often thought of
Natalie. So, who was Stanley to say such things?
Stanley didn't know what Sean was thinking. Upon hearing Sean's question, he found it
extremely ridiculous. “You say you love Natalie, but your love for her translates to hurting
her and ignoring her safety? What kind of love is that? Let me tell you, Sean. Truly loving
someone means never wanting to hurt her even a little bit, let alone using her, unlike you,
who's trying to put her in danger and claim to love her just because you're preventing her
from dying. Instead, you will only hope for her happiness and well-being. What you have
for her isn't love. It's only a laughable excuse for you to satisfy your narcissism.”
Hearing Stanley's righteous words, Sean sneered. “Dr. Quinn, you seem to be an expert in
emotions now. If you understand love so well, then why couldn't you see through your own
feelings for Joyce? You keep saying that loving someone means hoping for their happiness,
but you are so cruel to Joyce. So, what makes you qualified to criticize me?”
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