Nathan leaned in and kissed her lips possessively and affectionately.
"Good night, honey," he murmured.
Nacy and Simon slowly walked back to their empty villa. When Simon turned the lights on, Nacy bent down and began to take her shoes off in the vestibule. Wearing high heels for a whole day, she felt very tired.
Seeing this, Simon smiled, squatted down, and held Nacy's ankle. For a moment, he felt her smooth, white heel with his slightly rough fingers. He unbuckled one of her shoes and then the other.
Nacy stood there with one hand against the wall. She suddenly called to him in a trembling voice, "Simon."
"What?" Simon's deep and magnetic voice rang in the night.
Nacy smiled and said with a little shyness, "I... I want to apologize."
"Why? Did we have a fight? Just let bygones be bygones. I hope you can let your sad memories go, too. Don't worry too much, Nacy. If we can finally find out the truth about our aborted child, we will continue our investigation. But if the truth can't be found out, then there's nothing we can do." Simon stood up. His tall and straight figure blocked Nacy's view and cast a shadow on her fair and charming face.
"I just..." Frowning, Nacy shook her head and said, "I'm just not content with the result. Why should I lose my unborn child? It's not fair!"
"I don't like to see you like this. While hating others, you also transfer the negative emotions to yourself. Nacy, I promise that I will never let Bonnie hurt you again. Just listen to me like a good girl, okay?" Simon's magnetic voice sounded a little hoarse, and he looked a little bleak in the enchanting night.
Nacy was dumbfounded and stared at him blankly. After a while, she said in a shaky voice, "Simon, we lost our baby because of her. Don't you grieve for our child?"
"Of course, I grieve for our lost child. Nacy, my heart hurts as much as yours does, but the child is already gone. We will have another one in the future. I really don't want you to be trapped in hatred. Do you understand me?" Simon stretched out his hand and put it on Nacy's round shoulder. He spoke slowly and seriously.
With her heart in pieces, Nacy closed her eyes and took a deep breath. At last, she gave in. When she opened her eyes again, they were still as clear and bright as before, but they were filled with a tinge of anger that did not belong to her. "Okay, I will listen to you. I'm sure my brother will find out the truth anyway."
"Very well," Simon replied with a gentle smile. His voice softened a little bit. He knew Nacy would get what he meant. "I also trust that Nathan can find out the truth. It's better if we ourselves can figure it out, but if we don't have any solid evidence, there's nothing we can do. At this point, we have to believe that bad people will eventually suffer retribution."
Upon hearing this, Nacy kept silent for a few seconds. Then, she flashed Simon a smile with her beautiful almond eyes. She said, "Well, I'm sure that the truth will definitely come out. Justice has long arms."
Simon held Nacy in his arms and led her to their bedroom upstairs.
"Would you like to take a bath with me?" With an arm around Nacy's waist, Simon reached for her earlobe with his other hand and rubbed it gently.
"No, I want to watch TV. You go." Nacy pushed him away gently. Her warm breath against his collarbone caused him to lose his senses.
"All right then." Simon let go of Nacy, took his pajamas, and headed to the bathroom.
Nacy sat alone in bed and watched TV. Lately, there was a very popular TV drama among the audience. The show consisted of experienced actors, not new ones who only had pretty faces. Nacy was engaged in the entertainment industry, so she wanted to learn how experienced actors acted.
She was enjoying watching the drama when Simon's phone beeped. It was a WeChat message.
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