Claudia stepped barefoot on the floor, her footsteps quick and sticky. When she saw Nicholas's back, she couldn't help but call out, "Nick!
"Nick, you're finally willing to see me."
"Stop."
Nicholas looked at Claudia, who was nearly naked. His gaze was as cold as ice. "Wipe yourself clean," he said flatly.
Claudia looked around. The only thing she could use to clean herself was the towel at his feet.
She thought he still cared for her. Otherwise, why would he ask her to undress and appear so close to him?
It had been three years. There hadn't been a decent woman by his side. Any man would feel lonely.
Claudia hid her cold smile and looked at Nicholas with affection. She stepped toward him, her face full of longing.
"Nick, I'll listen to whatever you say, as long as you're willing to see me. I dream of returning to your side every day."
She stretched her body, intentionally revealing her slender waist as she bent over. She remembered how that old pervert used to love this display, enjoying her innocent gaze as she acted coquettishly.
She followed the same method, twisting her body with clumsy movements which made people want to take care of her. "Nick, I can't reach my back. Can you help me?"
Claudia crawled to Nicholas's feet, greedily sniffing his scent. It had been so long since she smelled him.
In her heart, she felt wronged. She didn't think her way of treating Nicholas had been wrong. He would recover as long as he was separated from me. The facts proved that she was not wrong at all.
Since I went abroad, Nicholas's condition had improved.
She couldn't help but argue, "Nick, there's more than one way in medicine. The truth is what matters. Seeing you like this makes me so happy."
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