Natasha's pov

I had just entered the room when Winson followed me.

Winson walked up to me and said in a warm voice, "Natasha, I don't have any relationship with Emily. I don't have that feeling for her. I just want you."

"Do you think I will trust you?"

"Oh, yes, I have to prepare a big gift for you."

I walked up to Winson and stared at him coldly, "I remember that you sent me a huge photo in your last life. I will cut the clearest face from Wendy's previous videos and enlarge it for you.

Then you can hang it in your bedroom and enjoy it. "...