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

It was Daniel.

that was when a pair of arms hugged her from

and frowned. “Why

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

been like a

her as if he was afraid that the past few days were just a dream and

was taken aback. The man’s broad shoulders and warm embrace were the same as before they had never

love with Nolan in the first place? Perhaps it was because she could feel the warmth and be at ease when she was

have thought that the indifferent and cold man standing in front of her could be

her eyebrows. “Nolan Goldmann, when you can’t tell the difference between your

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

of sh*t!” Maisie gently pushed him away and took off her apron. “I’m

going to

you think?” Maisie put away the apron and turned to look at him. “Who