She smirked slightly, a cold smile playing on her lips, as she looked into Nash's icy gaze. She told herself it did not matter. After all, she had also benefited from this marriage.

But deep down, she was deeply hurt, realizing she was just a tool for Nash. Some things could be left unsaid, and she did not need to dwell on them. After all, she had also gained advantages from it. It was no necessary for her to bring the embarrassment to the surface.

Nash furrowed his brows, his tone icy. "When did you find out?"

"Does it matter?" Nina replied coldly. "Just know that I know everything, and I don't want to continue this marriage anymore."

Nash's expression turned cold as he tightly grabbed her hand, his voice harsh. "What if I don't want to?"

"Don't want to? Who are you to decide?" Nina's emotions surged. "These are your rules of the game. I followed them, completed the task, and now you should let me go. Nash, I'm not playing with you anymore, and you shouldn't play with me either!"

his words cruel. "Behave yourself, and maybe you'll get what you want. But

anymore. My youth can't be wasted on you. I want freedom, liberation, I want... ugh..." Listening to her, Nash's expression

now, he needed Nina to be by his side wholeheartedly. Just like before. Being his secretary, understanding his preferences, knowing him, and making things easier for

not want to lose this sense of comfort. But now, Nina wanted to escape and

fervent and suffocating, almost causing Nina to lose her breath. She struggled, wanting to break free from his restraint. She realized Nash had changed, becoming somewhat

"Let go... of me..." Nina struggled desperately. The more she resisted, the more Nash wanted to confine her, to restrain her hands, pressing them

mouth stung for a moment, unable to help but

it hurt?" Nash panted, whispering lowly in her ear, "Remember this

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