Chapter overview: Chapter 723 from The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself
In this standout chapter of the Romance novel The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself, Pearl Martinez introduces new challenges, powerful emotions, and major plot progress that captivate readers from beginning to end.
However, the moment the words left her mouth, a flicker of excitement crossed Alma's face.
"So Kristin really is my granddaughter?"
Natalie shook her head frantically. "Kristin is my daughter! She has nothing to do with the Amos family! Nothing!"
She wasn't just panicked; she was terrified. She knew that the second the Amos family confirmed Kristin was theirs, they would snatch her away. And how could she possibly fight against a family that practically controlled everything in Orenth?
Alma easily read the terror in her eyes, which only cemented her suspicions. A triumphant smile spread across her face, and her gaze softened significantly.
"You and Hamilton still have feelings for each other. Despite everything that happened, there's no need to keep pointing fingers." Alma paused for a moment. "How about this? I'll personally make the arrangements. The two of you should remarry."
Natalie found the suggestion utterly absurd. She shot up from her chair, her voice trembling with fury. "I will never remarry Hamilton! I'm not making the same mistake twice!"
Without waiting for Alma's angry retort, she spun on her heel and stormed off.
But her heart was pounding against her ribs. She knew the Amos family was going to make a move.
Over the next two days, Natalie practically begged the director to condense her shooting schedule, filming all her remaining scenes back-to-back before rushing back to the city.
Today was Monday. She made it back just in time to pick Kristin up from school. A lingering sense of dread had been gnawing at her. She had even entertained the thought of grabbing her daughter and running away, fleeing somewhere the Amos family could never find them.
But she knew that was a foolish idea.
Natalie's popularity had skyrocketed recently. Afraid of being recognized by the other parents waiting outside, she wrapped a thick scarf around her neck and threw on a pair of sunglasses, only stepping out of her car when the kids started filtering out the front doors.
Even with the disguise, someone spotted her.
"Hey, doesn't she look like that celebrity? What was her name?"
"I heard two kids at this school have famous moms. One is Maria, and the other is Natalie."
"Natalie? Yeah, she looks exactly like Natalie!"
The whispers spread like wildfire, and within seconds, a swarm of parents had surrounded her.
"Are you Natalie? Oh my gosh, I absolutely love your shows!"


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