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Nash was not wearing any clothes, his disheveled hair still dripping water. His deep-set eyes and chiseled features were accentuated by the droplets trailing down his jaw, over his neck, and disappearing into his chest.

Even though she had known Nash for seven years and had been his wife for three, seeing him like this still made her feel uncomfortable.

She maintained a cold demeanor, but her eyes avoided looking directly at him. "Why didn't you let me know earlier? Someone else took the assignment, and I couldn't go against the editor's decision." Nash did not continue the topic but asked, "And this time?"

"Well, now that I'm here, you should know I'm sincere about this interview," Nina replied.

She reminded herself that they were no longer married. No, they had never truly been a couple. They just had a piece of paper saying they were. She had never experienced happiness or joy in their so-called marriage.

"Alright then, let's begin," Nash said.

He was still in the pool, completely naked, making the interview awkward.

Nina suggested, "Shouldn't you get out of the pool and put on some clothes, Mr. York? It would be more appropriate."

"Isn't your professional ability enough?" Nash questioned. "As a reporter, shouldn't you be able to conduct interviews anytime, anywhere?"

Nina pressed her lips together.

in a

experienced as seasoned reporters. I

on the edge of the pool. His muscular arms were clearly defined, and

Nash instructed in his deep

Nina hesitated. "For what?"

interview?" Nash's voice was low and commanding. "How can you interview me if you

him in such a situation,

eyes darkened,

a boss

a

still don't know

what can I do? If you

face me, then just go back. I'll have my assistant talk to

it were another reporter, Nash would have handled it