Chapter 588
‘So, was I really a jerk?’
Seeing that Nicholas was staring at Nolan, Maisie uttered slowly, “Dad, about Nolan, he’s-”
Nicholas raised his hand to interrupt her, looked at her, and said, “I am aware of his condition. Don’t worry, I don’t blame you. All these are part of his fate. It’s no big deal as long as he’s still breathing.”
Nolan was rendered speechless.
“Am I his biological son, or did he pick me up from some random dumpsite?’ 1
When Maisie arrived at the entrance of their room, a silhouette appeared behind her all of a sudden, propped his arm against the wall,
and wrapped her in his arms. “Let’s talk.”
Maisie was stunned for a short moment and then gave off a bright smile. “What do you want to talk about, Mr. Goldmann?”
Nolan asked cautiously, “Did I wrong you before this? Did I cheat on you, or…” The white light on the corridor shone on his attractive face, softening the features of his forehead and the bridge of his nose. He looked much gentler, but his eyes were still keen and profound like a ray of light that was beaming from the depth of an ocean.
Maisie lifted her arm and rubbed his wrinkled glabella. “Didn’t I tell you that you should wait until you remember it yourself?”
Nolan held her cold fingertips. Perhaps it was because the nights were more prone to give him butterflies that he lost his cool again and could not help but get closer and closer to her. Maisie’s lips were only inches away from his face. However, the warmth that he was about to feel on his lips dissipated when he found his lips pressing against her fingertips in a position that was about an inch away from her lips.
Unexpectedly, Maisie turned around and pressed him against the wall before he returned to his senses.
“Nolan, don’t let your fantasy run wild.” She looked at him half-jokingly and gave off a cunning smile as if she was a fox. Nolan was caught off guard and stood still in place.
Maisie let go of him. “For safety’s sake, we’ll continue to sleep in separate rooms,”
She turned around and was about to go out, but Nolan caught her wrist from behind, and his faint voice sounded. “Why should we sleep in separate rooms?”
Maisie did not look back. Nolan walked up to her back and placed his chin on her shoulder. “Aren’t we husband and wife?”
Maisie stomped his foot hard, which caused him to let go of her in pain, squat down, and glare at her.” Woman, how could you be so savage!?”
Maisie leaned over and pinched his jaw, looking amused. “Who are you calling a savage woman?”
Nolan pursed his lips and stared at her.
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