Chapter 509

“Nolan Goldmann, I might have promised to stay here with you, but I haven’t forgiven you for what you’ve done.” Maisie pushed his arms away gently, stood up, and looked at him after saying that. “You have to live on first if you want to make it up to me.”

Nolan scoffed silently.

Maisie had been staying at the East Island Villa these few days, and she had sent a text message to Saydie s o that she would not have to worry about her.

She and Nolan both slept in separate rooms throughout those days. Although a certain man would come over to her room and occupy her bed in the middle of the night, nothing happened in between them.

The reason Nolan kept his hands off her was that he was worried she would get infected 100. Even if she would not get infected, there was no guarantee that the virus would not be passed on to their kids if she were to get pregnant again.

Babies were more likely to die from the virus than adults.

When Maisie’s mother had been pregnant with her, she had already injected herself with the antibodies. Stephen hadn’t gotten infected because of that.

Unfortunately, the antibodies had been useless to her mother at that time. Maisie had also inherited the virus genetically, but it just happened that the antibodies and the inherited virus were keeping each other in equilibrium all this while.

a meal in the kitchen when she received a text

It was Daniel.

a pair of arms

and frowned. “Why aren’t you resting

head as he chuckled hoarsely. “I’m not so sick to the point of

these few days have been like a dream

afraid that the past few days were just a dream and she would disappear when

was taken aback. The man’s broad shoulders and warm

she disregarded all consequences and chosen to fall in love with Nolan in the first place? Perhaps it was because she could feel the

in front of her could be her scorching sun, melting the glaciers surrounding

between your dreams and reality, have you ever thought of slapping

hint of triumph flashed across his eyes as soon as he succeeded. “There’s no need for me to slap myself. I’ll know that it’s not a dream

him away and took off her apron. “I’m

are you going to

turned to look at him. “Who else can it be except Prince Roger’s

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