The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307

Nolan turned his head to look at her, and then he was dumbfounded.

Maisie was wearing his white shirt that could barely cover her thighs. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and the loose sleeves completely covered her hands. She left her collar marginally opened, giving Nolan a chance to take a glimpse at the view within.

He knew she was a mischievous little darling, but he did not expect the sight of her wearing his shirt would be such an intense torment to him.

“Is the dinner ready, Nolan? I’m hungry,” Maisie said. She flung the sleeves weakly as she walked up to the table to get some water. Nolan clicked his tongue and tumed the heat lower. He approached Maisie and secured her in his embrace. Lifting his brows, he asked, “You’re hungry again?”

Maisie’s hand that was holding the glass trembled.

It was only when her stomach growled that Nolan chuckled and tousled her hair. “I’m just joking with you. The dinner is ready.”

Nolan brought their dinner to the table. He had prepared a soup and a plate of spaghetti for both of them.

Maisie lifted her head to look at the man who sat in front of her. Even though there was a wound on his face, he still looked as handsome and regal as always. Even though he was cooking just now, the oil and the dirt seemed not to have the slightest effect on his handsomeness.

Maisie was confident that he must be God’s darling. That’s why He made him into such a perfect being.

“Nolan, you purposely didn’t prepare any clothes for me, right?” she asked with a pout as she picked up the fork. The comer of Nolan’s lips.curled upward, and he replied, “I already told you that you’re here to keep me, the patient, company.”

“It has been half a month since I last went to the studio. I wonder how everything is going in the studio now,” Maisie said. She was worried that Uncle Kennedy couldn’t cope with the work.

Nolan took a bite of the spaghetti and said, “Don’t worry. I’ve always had someone take care of Soul Jewelry Studio.”

Maisie’s eyelashes quivered. “So you… You’re not going back to the Goldmann mansion anymore?”

“I’ve wanted to move out for a long time,” Nolan replied, a smile playing around his lips. “After all, it’s not convenient for us to do something that only a couple could do when there are outsiders around.”

‘Something that only a couple could do…’