Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas) novel Chapter 550

We froze momentarily upon seeing each other. Douglas awkwardly greeted me, saying, "Ms. Jones."

"Nicholas, what are you trying to do now?"

Upon seeing him, I couldn't help but feel my anger rising. Did he really think that what was online could make up for everything? What he did was childish, utterly ridiculous.

"Ariana, I brought you breakfast. You haven't eaten yet, right?"

I was cold in my response, and Nicholas' expression dimmed slightly. He quickly masked the flicker of disappointment, raising a paper bag in his hand.

"These are all your favorites. Wendy made them herself." He opened the bag, and the neatly arranged food containers appeared before me.

Seeing him trying so carefully to please me felt strange, and I didn't like it. His demeanor only reminded me of how much I used to compromise. I endured it for four years. Could he last that long?

I pushed his hand away and said coldly, "If I remember correctly, we made things clear last night. I told you never to come here again. Never show up at my house."

I emphasized, "This is my home, Nicholas."

He froze for two seconds, and he even forgot to blink. He didn't push further as if realizing we had an audience.

"Wendy's at my place. I was worried you might not have anything for breakfast, so please take it. I'll leave now."

I slapped his hand away as he stubbornly tried to hold it out to me. Watching as his hand reddened, my face remained expressionless.

"Take it away. I won't eat it."

Then, I pushed him away as Douglas promptly opened the car door for me.