After Natalie had calmly asked that question, Marcus fell silent again and just continued to stare at her.
His gaze felt slightly warm and inscrutable, giving her the impression of suppressed affection for her.
"Mr. Holden—"
"Natalie, you can call me by my name," Marcus interrupted. "We've known each other for a long time. Calling each other 'Mr. Holden' and 'Ms. Walker' all the time feels too distant."
Natalie couldn't help but retort, "But we're not that familiar, are we?"
"You're my grandfather's lifesaver, and you stayed at Holden Residence for a while. We've seen each other almost daily, and I also played along with your act to chase away Emma. In front of others, I even claimed I was pursuing you. You call that being 'not familiar?'"
Natalie was speechless.
"I admit that I was wrong to call off our engagement. To make it right, I take back what I said about ending it," Marcus continued.
At that, Natalie's expression immediately shifted, but before she could say something, Marcus spoke again.
"You should be the one to end it."
Marcus kept his gaze fixed on Natalie, noticing her change in expression when he mentioned retracting his previous words. He hurriedly added, "I'm a man, and I shouldn't have ignored your feelings and your dignity. That was my mistake.
"Natalie, can you forgive me just this once?"
After she heard that, Natalie's initially speechless expression slowly became solemn. She stared at Marcus. His facial features were refined and flawless, and his eyes, dark and intense, made her feel like prey under the gaze of a hunter when he stared at her.
Marcus was acting strangely, almost as if he were possessed.
"Natalie, you can't curse at me in your heart," Marcus said, his lips pressing into a thin line. He had clearly noticed her distaste toward him in her eyes alone.
Natalie tugged at the corner of her mouth and said, "I didn't curse at you. Don't slander me."
"Okay. That's good," Marcus said unexpectedly calmly, which only made Natalie feel more confused about his attitude.
"Mr. Holden, are you okay?" Natalie couldn't stand being stared at by Marcus any longer, so she stood up and asked, "Aren't you going to check on Ms. Sinclair?"
"No," Marcus answered without hesitation. "I'm not here for her."
"Then who are you here for? You still haven't said who you're looking for at Goodwill Pharmacy."
"I came for you." Marcus stood up as well, saying, "I came to find you and invite you to a meal. Just to… thank you for saving Sophia."
Marcus thought about it carefully. He knew Natalie didn't want him to know, and he was afraid that if he were honest, she would flee even faster than a rabbit could.
Thus, he decided he should pretend he still didn't know about the truth of the matter.
"There's no need for a meal. Even if I were paid to help, I wouldn't ignore what happened at the Walker residence," Natalie said before smiling slightly. "If there's nothing else, I won't keep you here any longer."
"That's… fine as well." Marcus sighed. "I'll go check on Sophia. You can call me anytime if you need anything."
"Okay," Natalie responded casually.
Marcus acted strangely today. He seemed to want to say something to her but was hesitating, which was completely unlike his usual behavior.
Perhaps he really had been possessed by something. There was no other reasonable explanation for it.
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