After a few seconds, Nash finally spoke up slowly, "Book tickets for me and Nina to go to Frangelia three days from now."

"Okay," replied Quincy, and with a click, Nash pushed the door open and got out of the car. He walked step by step into Riverside Estate.

Nina was busy in the kitchen. As he passed through the foyer, she emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of chicken soup in her hands. "You're back, just in time for dinner," she said, casting a quick glance at Nash before averting her gaze. She seemed calm.

But Nash's brows furrowed deeply. After a few seconds, he approached Nina.

Nina noticed the stains and blood on his clothes. "Mary, bring out the rest of the dishes," she instructed Nash's longtime helper, then turned to Nash, "You go take a shower, I'll find some clean clothes for you later."

As she spoke, she took off her apron, not bothering to ask where the stains came from. Her expression remained impassive.

"Do you think you're a qualified wife?" Nash could not hold back any longer.

you would have," she replied calmly, implying that if he did not speak, her questions

Caleb now?" Nina's

seconds later, Nina followed him, having prepared a set of

water echoed from the bathroom. Nina knocked

bathroom. Nina took a deep breath

to Nash, he frowned disapprovingly. "Do you

closer. Nina instinctively wanted to escape, but Nash pressed her against the wall. Steam filled the bathroom. Nina lowered her head, her fair neck

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