And now, my defiant attitude had clearly angered him. It seemed like he was intent on teaching me a lesson. He signaled to the bodyguards to force me to kneel before them.
I gritted my teeth in anger. I had knelt enough before him already! And now he was forcing me to do these things all for a woman? If only he could put as much effort into our son!
As I bowed my head, Alexander’s expression softened slightly, as if he took some satisfaction in my submission.
A bodyguard stepped forward, raising his hand to strike me. But Cassandra intervened. "Alexander, she’s still my sister. Men can be too harsh, and I’m worried they might hurt her."
Then, after a pause, she continued, "If she really needs a lesson, I should be the one to teach it," Cassandra insisted.
At that moment, Alexander didn’t argue. The next thing I knew, Cassandra raised her hand and slapped me twice, her manicured nails cutting into my cheek. She looked at Alexander with a troubled expression. "Oh no, I’ve hurt Natalie. What should we do?"
However, Alexander snorted coldly. "She deserves it. You’re too kind, worrying about her even though she hurt you first."