Summary of Chapter 717 – A pivotal chapter in The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself by Pearl Martinez
The chapter Chapter 717 is one of the most intense moments in The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself, written by Pearl Martinez. With signature elements of the Romance genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
Natalie Taylor didn't want the film crew to lose their investment because of her. Besides, Hamilton Amos wasn't Brian—when he said he would do something, he meant it. If he decided to blacklist her, he would do it completely and ruthlessly. So, despite her reluctance, she raised her glass and toasted Hamilton.
Only when Natalie lifted her glass did Hamilton pick up his own. He watched her down it in one gulp before taking a sip himself.
"Everyone, have you finished eating?" Hamilton asked.
The director was momentarily confused, thinking Hamilton was bothered that the dishes on the table had already been picked at. "I'll have the waiter come and replace everything with a fresh set."
"If you're done, then leave."
"Ah?"
The director's mind raced before he finally understood Hamilton's meaning. He quickly ushered the other cast and crew members out. "Mr. Amos, you and Ms. Taylor take your time. We won't disturb you."
With that, he led everyone out of the room.
Brian, catching on quickly, hurried out behind them.
Natalie frowned, then stood up as well.
"Back then, when I first found out the person who saved me wasn't you but someone else, I was furious. Incredibly furious. I couldn't understand why I was so angry at the time. I thought it was because you had deceived me. But later, I realized… maybe I was even more upset that you hadn't married me because you loved me."
"There's no point in bringing up the past," Natalie said, moving toward the door.
"Can you tell me now—did you marry me because you loved me?"
"I said—"
"Your film crew seems to need that investment pretty badly, doesn't it?"
Natalie paused briefly, then shook her head with a bitter laugh. "Hamilton, you only know how to use this one trick."
"I was trying to talk to you nicely, but you—"
"Are you going to call me ungrateful again?"
"Natalie!"
"See? You've never once treated me as your equal. But I'll tell you anyway—yes, I married you because I loved you."

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