When the Contract Marriage Ended, He Stayed

Chapter 64: The Interrogation

The restaurant was a hubbub of activity, bustling with people coming and going. Hazel Hawthorne and Sharon Winters had already scanned the place once without spotting Nathan Miller. Sharon was on her phone, texting Nathan while looking around for him.

Suddenly, Nathan Miller emerged from a private room, phone in hand. He spotted them and immediately walked over. "I had the owner save a private room for us. I figured you wouldn’t want to eat out in the main hall. I was just about to text you the room name when I saw your message saying you’d arrived."

"Then why didn’t you send it sooner? We just walked a lap around the main hall," Sharon said, taking Hazel’s hand and weaving through the crowded restaurant as they followed Nathan to the room.

It was instantly much quieter inside the private room. Besides Nathan, there was another colleague from their company. Hazel was a bit face-blind; she had a vague impression of the man but couldn’t for the life of her remember his name. So, she just offered him a smile as a greeting.

After they sat down, Sharon discreetly leaned over and whispered to Hazel, "The guy next to Nathan is Aaron Shaw. He and Nathan are pretty close."

Nathan Miller and Aaron Shaw. Hazel finally committed the two names to memory.

The meal turned out to be quite pleasant. Hazel discovered that Nathan, who was always so meticulous and serious at work, was actually quite humorous and witty in person. Conversations with him weren’t dull at all. He seemed to know a little about everything, so they never ran out of things to talk about.

If Sharon’s boyfriend hadn’t called to check up on her, they probably would have gone to a lounge for another drink.

"I had a great time tonight. Next time, dinner’s on me," Hazel said to Nathan and Aaron with a smile. Sharon was already anxiously tugging on her arm, eager to get home. She hurriedly said goodbye to the men and hailed a taxi.

"I’m so dead. I definitely won’t be able to go out much for a while. My boyfriend doesn’t like me having dinner with other guys." Sharon wrung her hands anxiously. "He got so mad because he heard a man’s voice on the phone just now. That’s why he told me to come home immediately."

Hazel was confused. "He doesn’t let you have male friends? Making friends is part of your life. What right does he have to be angry?"

"My boyfriend is very possessive. He’s afraid that if I spend too much time with other guys, I’ll stop loving him. To put it bluntly, he’s possessive and insecure. He always feels like

eyes held a look of utter

you have someone you like one day, you’ll understand what possessiveness is. When you see the person

and having fun with another woman and didn’t feel

hand in hand with whether or not you actually like the person. Unless you’re just naturally a very possessive

slight, bored pout and didn’t take

Sharon off, she hailed

gotten home when she received a message from Nathan, asking

she chatted with

in the entryway and went straight

CLICK, the living room lights

her phone and saw that she was chatting up a storm

no reason? Give it back!" Hazel stood on her tiptoes, trying to get her phone back, but Aiden Xavier used his height advantage,

what do you want?! Just say it. Don’t play these games with me." Hazel was tired. She leaned against the banister, panting as she glared at

is Nathan Miller?"

got nothing better to do these days?"

Nathan Miller?" Aiden

had no intention of answering. She reached her bedroom door and glanced at

he had ever been in here. He

was sizing her up made Hazel

with a knife. It was a good thing they were alone in the bedroom; otherwise,