The Contract Lover (Nina Morrison and Lucien Gray) novel Chapter 237

The bus stop outside the gate of hospital is particularly crowded. Nina Morrison is stuck in the middle of the crowd and fails to get on for several times.

Forget it, she decides to walk and organizes her chaotic thoughts.

Nina Morrison walks slowly along the sidewalk, feeling weak and humiliated.

What does Lucien Gray mean? Why does she ask for the insult? Why can’t she resist his temptation?

Is Nelson really her son? If he is, can she strive for the custody of him? It would be the happiest thing in the world to see Nelson every day and hear his sweet voice calling her “mom”.

“Hey! What’s going on! What are you doing?” A sudden harsh reproach interrupts her thoughts.

Looking up surprisingly, Nina Morrison finds a tall man holding a camera on his shoulder. There is a man in black with his back to her surrounded by a crowd of government officials.

Oh, no! She accidentally breaks into the street interview!

“Sorry, sorry, I didn't notice!” Nina Morrison apologizes at once and moves aside to avoid the camera.

The man in black suddenly turns. His amber eyes fix on Nina Morrison’s.

“Nina!” “Troy!”

They two cry out loudly simultaneously. Their eyes meet and they freeze for a while.

Nina Morrison looks at Troy Roger and feels a pain in her heart. The time of five years has brought him a layer of vicissitudes, but his gentle temperament is polished more outstanding. He is mild and gentle just as before.

The surrounded officers look at each other, wondering who this woman is. Her appearance makes Dean Williams’s lips quiver lightly.

“Nina, where have you been?” Troy Roger asks this question the second he opens his mouth. His voice can’t help shaking. It is the pain and heartbreaking he has suffered.

He has secretly tried to find her many times in the last five years, but he has never heard from her.

When he gives up hope and makes up his mind to settle down with Abby Lewis, she appears in his sight again.

Nina Morrison stares at Troy Roger’s face deeply. Her heart is filled with the light joy of seeing an old friend, “I’ve gone to America. I just get back.”

“That’s all for today’s interview. Thanks for today!” Troy Roger tells the officers gently with flat but commanding tone.

The crowd scatter away. There are only Troy Roger and Nina Morrison standing beside the busy street.

“Are you married?” “Are you married?”