Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet

Chapter 262 Plastic Love

"Excuse me, where's the restroom?"

Natalia blinked.

That voice sounded familiar?

She tilted her head and looked over, while the man looked up. The two started.

"Shawn?"

"Natalia?"

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

They spoke the same sentence at once.

After that, their expressions didn't look too good.

Natalia was bemused.

Of all the people she could bump into here!

Ever since that day she'd made their boundaries clear on the island, she'd thought she'd never see him again, but with her rotten luck, she wasn't just bumping into him here, but his compartment was right next to hers.

Shawn's face changed slightly, but he calmed soon enough.

He looked Natalia up and down.

It had to be said that she was getting more and more beautiful.

A beige one-piece dress emphasized her slim, slender figure, with sandals of the same color on her feet. Her black tresses flowed behind her, and she looked delicate and pure.

He'd only thought she was pretty before, but lacked the womanly aura that he liked, so he'd never been that interested in her.

But now, seems like if she put her mind to dressing up, her charms wouldn't lose to Jessica's.

In fact, they'd even surpass hers.

Shawn's gaze dimmed, and he suppressed his drunkenness, straightening up as he smiled. "I'm here to meet some friends of mine. What a coincidence seeing you here." Natalia didn't grace him with a nice face.

"I'm not interested in what you're doing here. Please move out of the way if there's nothing else. I'm going back to my room."

Shawn cocked an eyebrow and looked at the compartment next to his.

"You're next door?"

Natalia rolled her eyes.

She must have inherited eight past lives' worth of bad luck to get a compartment next to his.

"It's all entertainment people next door. I just saw a few famous directors... oh, right, I forgot, you're a famous actor now, too."

These past couple days, "Strategies for Cannon Fodder" had started airing online. Even though it was a web series with small production value, reception was great, and it was getting plenty of clicks. He smiled, looking a bit lonely. "I saw your performance in that show, Natalia. It was great. I loved it."

Natalia sneered. "What does my performance have to do with you? Do you think I need your approval? Your own wife's still sitting in prison, while you've got the mood to come out and drink? What? Getting ready for a new partner already? That's some real plastic love!"

Shawn's expression stiffened.

After Jessica's incident, he'd gone back to see her once. He'd felt that she was gentle and elegant before, but looking at her now, she was just a madwoman trying to think of ways to force him to bail her out. Forget everything else, she was just an annoyance.

He started regretting things.

Especially seeing Natalia's performance in the show - with an aura and technique that didn't lose to Jessica's, she couldn't have given that performance without some natural talent. That was a woman he deserved.

And Jessica...

Ever since half a year or so ago, she'd changed. She wasn't the Jessica that he knew anymore.

At first, he'd thought that she couldn't take the blow, which was why her personality had changed.

But after spending so much time together, he finally discovered that she was really completely different from what he'd seen before.

She was jealous, incompetent, cheap, cunning but stupid enough to get caught each time.

Worthless!

If it hadn't been for the fact that they couldn't get divorced yet, he'd have left her well enough alone long ago.

Still that thought had only been dancing around in his head, and it wasn't a strong feeling.

Seeing the way Natalia looked and behaved now, though, that feeling intensified to the point that he couldn't keep it down anymore.

Smiling mildly, Shawn said, "I didn't know you could act before and never thought you could perform this well. As a friend, I'm happy for you. No matter what, that counts as a sort of success!" Natalia rolled her eyes again.

She didn't waste time chattering with him and had started walking off when he suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Hey, wait up."

Natalia frowned.

If it hadn't been in public, she'd have kicked him off her.

Still, she kept her patience and grunted, "What do you want now?"

Shawn paused, then said gently, "Mrs. Wright is in there with my father. Now that you're here, aren't you going to go greet her?"

Natalia blinked.

Mrs. Wright was here too?

That was all well and good, but what was she doing getting mixed up with the Millers?

She had her doubts, but no matter what, Mrs. Wright had always treated her well. It was well and good if she hadn't known, but not going in to greet her knowing full well that she was here didn't seem right. Natalia wrenched her hand out of his grip and muttered, "I've got it!"

With that, she pushed her way in.

Shawn's expression softened a little and he smiled as he followed her in.

Not for away, Stephen looked at the scene and frowned, a bit of deep thought running through his eyes.

The compartment was large and crowded.

Every single compartment in the Parlour was the equivalent of a home for a normal family of three. There were stages for performance, arcade rooms, and the nicer ones even had back gardens and a swimming pool for summers. Plenty of entertainment.

As they went inside, Mrs. Wright and Henry were sitting on a sofa, and across from them sat a middle-aged man in a suit.

The man was in his forties but looked young. His hair was slicked back impeccably. He wore a tailor-made suit. His identity wasn't apparent, but from the aura he emanated, it was clear he wasn't a common person.

Why were the Wrights and the Millers meeting such a man in a place like this? Who was he?

Natalia had her doubts, but didn't overthink it.

Walking over, she called, "Mrs. Wright."

Mrs. Wright had seen her a while ago already. She was surprised, but still nodded.

"You're here too, Natalia? Meeting with friends?"

Natalia nodded. "Yeah, some friends in entertainment circles."

"Oh, right, right. You're part of the entertainment industry now as an actress. You have to be careful; it's a complicated world out there. But your god-granny believes in you. You're a good kid, and you won't lose your way."

The old lady's gently words warmed Natalia's heart somewhat.

No matter what had happened before and what misunderstandings had occurred, Mrs. Wright was the only person on this side who truly cared for her after her mother passed.

The old lady had known her grandfather before. When the two were alive, they'd been close as siblings. Maybe they'd hoped that their later generations could continue to be friends. That was why Mrs. Wright had been godmother to her mother, and god-grandmother to her.