Chapter 13

His body was warm, carrying a strong scent of alcohol, his hot breath lingering by her ear. He's been drinking?

"Nash," Nina called out. But Nash wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his head in her hair, and said in a low voice, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while." Now Nina didn't move. She didn't quite understand why he drank so much.

Under the covers, Nina lay for a long time, her body almost stiff, wondering when he would get up. But he showed no intention of getting up, just lingering on her, greedy. He wouldn't mistake her for Miranda again, would he?

Nina called out again, "Nash..."

"I just want to lie like this for a while, Nina."

Hearing this, Nina fell silent again. The fact that he called her name meant he didn't see her as another woman. She rarely saw him in this state, feeling a bit at a loss.

But her heart softened, fearing he would fall asleep like this, fearing he would catch a cold. She nudged him, "Don't sleep like this. Either take a bath or cover yourselfproperly..."

Nash rolled over, and with a lift of his hand, Nina and the blanket were in his arms. He held her tightly, her nose filled with his breath, alcohol, and his fresh scent.

At the same time, she was flustered, her eyes meeting his. He hadn't closed his eyes, his deep gaze fixed on her, brows slightly furrowed, as if not too pleased. Why did she have to speculate whether he was happy or not? Was she thinking too much? She didn't want to pay too much attention to him.

Nash's hand caressed her forehead. The

warmth of his large palm made her feel unfamiliar. She tilted her head slightly, causing Nash to pause, and he asked carefully, "Does it hurt?"

Nina felt a sourness in her nose, perhaps from too much grievance, unable to withstand his concern. "Why are you asking these questions?" Her words carried a tone of complaint.

Nash patted her back as if to soothe her emotions. "I won't let you go to such dangerous places again in the future."

Was he really concerned about her? Just a moment ago, he was saying their

just a transaction,

her. In that moment, Nina felt like he belonged to her. Only when he was drunk

But her hand stopped in mid-air, and ultimately, her

normal. He was Nash, and she could

breathing. He must have fallen asleep. She finally spoke, relieved, "Nash, if I were the one you loved, even just a little bit, I would be

idea of receiving Nash's love

hoping time could stop, so she wouldn't have to wake up. However,

day, the bed was cold, and

bedside, with a few lines written in a sprawling hand: "I've

rest. Remember to

to compensate her this way?

stayed by his side for seven years. Her beautiful youth, her happiest moments, were all

away made her heart ache. She had spent

bank card away in a drawer and didn't take it out again. Yvonne also messaged her, saying her art exhibition was starting today and asking her to come and support

immediately excused herself and came over. "Hi, my darling!" She gave Nina a hug. Nina hugged her back and congratulated

"I'm really happy you came. You're always so busy with work; I never expected

about it. You're my best friend, and I understand," Yvonne reassured

was very busy with work. She only had time to occasionally catch up with Yvonne. She realized she had never attended Yvonne's professional events before; this was

bring that up, are you trying to get me divorced, or are

Nash is even an

should hold him

Yvonne exclaimed.

me," Nina said. "No smart person would sign such an agreement, and how could

"I just want to stand up for you. In this marriage, he walks away unscathed, ready to enjoy himself with other women, while you've lost so

topic, Nina >

me to witness your achievements? Let's talk about something cheerful. I

as you wish," Yvonne smiled. " Don't worry, I'll always be here

Nina's heart,

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