Woke Up and Left the Cage of My Marriage 28
Chapter 28
In the end, he still found out Natalie and Derek’s whereabouts, but only by using shady connections and paying a heavy price.
They had taken a private jet to Iceland, checking in at a secluded and extravagantly expensive glass house hotel near Jökulsárlón Glacier Lagoon in southern Iceland.
Ethan didn’t waste a second. He rented an off-road car and sped toward them, still in his thin suit, too frantic to even pick up a proper winter coat. Outside the car windows, a blizzard raged, visibility was nearly zero, and the roads were slick.
Ethan pressed the gas pedal to the floor. The car slid dangerously on the icy road, but he didn’t care. There was only one thing on his mind: catch up with her. Stop her.
He drove for hours, rattled by the rough road and flirting with death at every turn. When the world was swallowed by polar night and his bones ached from exhaustion and cold, he finally saw it-the hotel rising from the empty plains.
The hotel was made up of several separate glass-domed cabins, like crystal balls scattered on black velvet, their beauty under the polar night sky almost unreal.
But the most piercing sight was outside one of the domes. Two people, huddled close in the snowdrifts, their matching long white down coats blending them into the landscape, looking
for all the world like creatures of the snow.
Natalie was wrapped in Derek’s arms. Together, they stared up at the night.
Tonight, the weather was clear-no blizzard, just a deep blue sky. The aurora burst across it, green, purple, and pink ribbons swirling elegantly, like a goddess’s skirts. The scene was so beautiful it seemed like a movie poster, yet to Ethan, it was a red-hot blade stabbing deep into his heart and twisting cruelly.
He flung open the car door and nearly fell out, stumbling to the ground.
Days of sleeplessness, nerves stretched taut, his body wracked by freezing cold and weakness -he could hardly stay upright.
He lurched forward, stumbling through the knee-deep snow toward those two figures.
His shoes were already soaked, icy water seeping into his pant legs, the biting cold crawling up his body-but he felt none of it.
He saw only the woman who drove him mad with love and hate.
“Natalie!”
Chapter 28
His voice was ragged and raw, slicing through the silent wilderness like a siren.
Natalie Bennett and Derek Lawson both turned.
When Natalie saw Ethan standing there like a beggar, she frowned ever so slightly-a flash of annoyance passing through her eyes before she went cold and calm.
Derek Lawson pulled her protectively behind him, eyes sharp and icy with warning.
Ethan rushed to them and dropped with a thud, straight to his knees in the freezing snow!
The snow instantly soaked through to his knees, the cold biting so sharply he shivered, but he didn’t notice at all.
He looked up, face streaked with snot and tears and dirt-an absolute wreck.
He reached out, clutching the hem of Natalie Bennett’s coat as if it were his last lifeline. His voice was broken, shaking with desperation and pleading.
“Natalie… I was wrong… I really know I was wrong… I can’t live without you… I really can’t…”
Fumbling, he pulled a small velvet box from his inside pocket, hands shaking so badly he could barely open it. Inside was the wedding ring-warped and charred, but always close to his
heart.
“Look… your ring… I’ve kept it all this time… I never forgot you…”
Suddenly frantic, he stammered, “The Fletcher family! I’ll give you everything! My whole life, everything I have-I don’t want any of it, I only want you… Natalie, come back… please come back to me…”
Derek stared down at the pitiful, groveling man before him, eyes colder than the Icelandic night. He didn’t spare an ounce of pity, only disdain.
He lifted his boot and kicked Ethan’s hand off Natalie’s coat without mercy. Instantly, angry red welts sprang up on Ethan’s knuckles.
“Ethan Fletcher,” Derek Lawson said, voice colder than the wind, “Your love is cheap and pathetic. Too late, and filthy. Look at yourself-this is all you’re good for: making Natalie sick.”
Ethan seemed not to hear him. His bloodshot eyes never left Natalie Bennett, still begging for even the smallest hint of feeling.
Finally, Natalie Bennett spoke.