Chapter 0288
I immediately looked up. Nicholas’s usually deep, confident eyes seemed gentle and soft in the misty moonlight.
His fiancée had just gotten out of the car and had not even entered the villa. But funnily enough, here he was saying he missed me.
“You must be dreaming…”
“No,” Nicholas interrupted me. “I’m serious. Your scent at home is fading. It’s like your four years at Coral Villa are disappearing. I can’t get into your apartment. At night… I can’t sleep.”
I stared carefully at his eyes. There were indeed dark circles. For a moment, it felt like we were back in the time when we were close.
Back then, we often slept together. When we were about to fall asleep sometimes, he would hover over me and turn it into another lovemaking session.
I softly asked him, “You can’t sleep without doing it. Is that it?”
“Indeed,” Nicholas’s voice cooled slightly. He narrowed his eyes. “I want to do it.”
“I have no obligation to accommodate you. If you want to, you’re free to look for a prostitute. It’s not like you haven’t looked for one before.” I did not want to discuss this further.
“Can you drive now? If you won’t take me home, I’ll get out and call a cab myself.”
“You were the one who searched for prostitutes for me. I didn’t do anything.” Nicholas was expressionless. “Besides, I’m not a chauffeur.”
“Mm,” I responded flatly.
I realized talking to him like this was pointless. He would not care about. what I wanted to say. He just wanted that sense of satisfaction.
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