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, telling her not

comfort her. In that moment, Nina felt like he belonged to her. Only

hand stopped in mid-air, and ultimately, her rationality dispelled her impulse. Because

return to normal. He was Nash, and she could

feeling his heartbeat and hearing his steady breathing. He must have fallen asleep. She finally spoke, relieved, "Nash, if I were the one you

very easy to please but the idea of receiving Nash's love feels like an extravagance

her eyes too, hoping time could stop, so she wouldn't have to

the next day, the bed was cold, and

a few lines written in a sprawling hand:

and rest. Remember to eat

so he planned to compensate her this way? She didn't know what Nash was thinking. Loving Miranda while not divorcing her, what was the point? In fact, divorce meant starting a whole new life, and it had

she fell in love with him, why she willingly stayed by his side for seven years. Her

She had spent all her courage, only to leave

everything for a man. One-sided infatuation always ended up being ridiculous. Nina put the 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

who was entertaining guests, immediately excused herself and

"I'm really happy you came. You're always so busy with

about it. You're my best friend, and

time to occasionally catch up with Yvonne. She realized she had never attended Yvonne's professional events before; this was her first time. Yvonne asked again, "How's

agreement, Nina quipped, "When you bring that up, are you

got hit? Nash is

should hold

Yvonne exclaimed.

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

ready to enjoy himself with other women, while you've lost so

Nina > interjected, "Let's not

achievements?

I'll always be

heart,

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