Three Little Guardian Angels

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.

kitchen when she received a text message

It was Daniel.

was when a pair of arms hugged her

the phone away and frowned. “Why aren’t you

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

like a dream to me, it’s so

subconsciously hugged her as if he was afraid that the past few days were just a dream and she would disappear when he woke up from

shoulders and warm embrace were the same as before

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

have thought that the indifferent and cold man standing in front of her could be her scorching sun, melting the glaciers surrounding her after what had

and raised her eyebrows. “Nolan Goldmann, when you can’t tell the difference between your dreams and reality, have you ever thought of slapping yourself in

his eyes as soon as he succeeded. “There’s no need for me to slap myself. I’ll

piece of sh*t!” Maisie gently pushed him away

to see?” His

you think?” Maisie put away the apron and turned to look