Let's Start All Over Again, Shall We (Maggie and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42 Leading A Man’s Thoughts Astray

A few moments later, Nathael reluctantly stepped forward to lift her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Maggie squinted her eyes, happily snuggling into his embrace.

Nathael’s heart tightened as he looked down at the woman in his arms, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly. He tightened his grip on her and walked towards Maggie’s apartment.

After enjoying a refreshing breeze and taking a short nap earlier, Maggie felt better and more alert.

Upon opening the door, Maggie got down from his arms, took out two pairs of slippers, kicked off her high heels, and hurried into the bathroom to take a bath.

The strong perfume and alcohol smell from the nightclub were unpleasant.

She wanted to smell nice, like Maggie should!

Nathael stood at the door, his gaze fixed on the brand–new grey men’s slippers, momentarily lost in thought.

She had bought him a pair of slippers.

She remembered.

Nathael’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. He bent down to neatly arrange the high heels she had thrown haphazardly, set them aside, and then changed his shoes to enter the room.

The photo of her and Joseph that had originally been placed on the coffee table was gone, replaced by a solo picture of her from high school. Nathael picked up the picture and looked at it for a long time, his gaze softening.

Not long after, Maggie finished her bath and realized she had forgotten to bring her pajamas. After hesitating, she cracked the door open, peeking out to see where Nathael was.

But as soon as she stepped out, she saw the man sitting on the sofa, engrossed in some documents,

Probably hearing her movement, Nathael turned to look at her, and Maggie directly met his deep gaze.

“Could you… get me some clothes?”

Maggie’s face turned uncontrollably red, and she still felt a bit tipsy.

“In the second compartment on the left of the wardrobe, Maggie added.

It wasn’t until Nathael got up that she stepped back, letting out a soft breath.

A few seconds later, the man’s knuckles gently tapped on the bathroom door. Maggie opened the door slightly, and her slender white arm reached out, searching in the air.

Nathael’s gaze fell on the woman’s fair arm. Then he slowly lowered his eyes, suppressing the desire in his heart.

painted in a light, elegant shade and adorned with delicate patterns.

After searching for a while, Maggie didn’t find anything, so she frowned, retracted her hand, and poked her face out again.

But this time, she directly met his dark pupils, her heartbeat unconsciously skipping a beat, and she

became more nervous.

“Clo… clothes…

Maggie stuttered, inexplicably feeling his gaze burning and intense.

Nathael didn’t move. After a moment of silence, Maggie looked up at him, her ears burning, and couldn’t help but say, “Give them to me.”

He smiled. He could see the mist on her eyelashes. Her wet eyes blinked restlessly, like a frightened deer.

“How will you thank me?” Nathael furrowed his brow, with a hint of playfulness in his expression.

Maggie didn’t expect a serious man to be so childlike and mischievous in this moment. Her almond eyes. widened with a hint of annoyance, and she said, “Can you act like a grown–up, Nathael!”