This was the first time that Vicente had seen a half-naked man, and it made her nose gush out blood.
She was a man in other people's eyes, and her real identity was a guarded secret, so heavily guarded that she had built a private space on her castle's second floor. Even when she stayed in a hotel suite, she would still have her private space. Not even her assistant Demi could get in that space.
In the castle, only her mother and Nina were allowed to enter the second floor freely besides her. On C Island, only the two of them knew who Vicente really was.
She used to deal with men, but she had never seen one half-naked.
Vicente quickly grabbed a tissue from the dashboard and covered her nose. She turned around with her back to Noah.
Noah was a real man. When he was in police school, he lived with roommates who walked around the dormitory with their shirts off. It was a pretty common sight.
What surprised him was that Vicente was avoiding eye contact with him right now. When he saw that Vicente's nose was bleeding, he sighed.
After a short pause, Noah put his shirt back on and asked, "So you like men?"
"What? No!" Vicente retorted loudly, her face turning red and her eyes dodging Noah's. Having nowhere else to look, she decided to stare at the roof of the car.
"I'll change in the back seat." Noah opened the door and got out of the car.
Vicente could feel her heartbeat in her ears. Keeping her eyes on the windshield, she took a few deep breaths.
She stuffed the tissue into her nose. She felt ashamed and angry, and she could only breathe through her mouth, which was extremely uncomfortable.
'I can't believe it.
This is really embarrassing.
God! What the hell is happening? What is this feeling?'
Vicente ran her fingers through her hair. It was a miracle that she had not gone crazy in last few minutes.
She could hear Noah closing his zipper and then opening the shoe box. He was putting on his new shoes now. The movements were very light, but to Vicente's ears, they sounded like they were coming out of an amplifier.
After all, Vicente was a woman. When she heard those kinds of sounds, thoughts thronged her mind.
Vicente took out a bottle of water and drank it up. Then, she took another deep, shuddering breath. She was finally able to relax a little, and her face had stopped screaming red.
When she looked up, she saw Noah, who was now neatly dressed, walking past the driver-side window.
His profile was strongly defined, and he looked strapping in his short and neat crew cut. His black overcoat was casually tied with a belt, and underneath, he had on a gray turtleneck, which set off his milky skin. His lips were now slightly pink.
He stood tall and straight, and every step he took was powerful and deliberate. His manly features were registering so clearly to Vicente that she felt like she was about to have another nosebleed.
Vicente followed Noah with her gaze until he was back in the driver's seat.
A strange emotion overwhelmed her.
The sound of the car door closing made Vicente almost jump out of her skin. She suddenly snapped back to her senses.
"Hurry up. Nina's waiting for us at home to celebrate the Lunar New Year's Eve. She'll be glad to see you." She squirmed in her seat.
Noah slightly nodded, gunned the engine, and started driving. After a few moments of silence, he asked calmly, "Why did you marry Nina if you like men?"
"What?" Vicente was stunned for a moment but soon calmed down. "Who said I like men?"
Noah kept his cool eyes on the road. "One hot summer day in Lexingport City, Adrian took off his shirt in front of my brother,
and my brother started bleeding from his nose." Vicente turned to look at him and said, "Just because my nose bled when you took off your shirt doesn't mean I'm into men."
"At that time, my brother dragged Adrian away," Noah said calmly. "By the way, Adrian is my brother's boyfriend."
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