Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1498

Chapter 1498

The curtains were drawn and the fierce daylight shone in.
Outside the window, is an endless azure sea, waves layer upon layer, the golden sandy beach reflects the dazzling light.
He looked out the window at the beautiful scenery and was in a good mood.
It didn't take long for Nina to wake up to the blinding light in the room, and it took her a while to adjust before she could barely open her eyes.
She knew she had passed out again, biting her lower lip as she timidly looked at the man who was sitting on the couch at the moment.
The golden sunlight fell on his shoulders, and his three-dimensional side face was too good-looking. While he wasn't paying attention, she couldn't help but look at him a few more times and couldn't move her eyes.
Chris was keenly aware of it early on.
He turned his head.
Nina was shocked and hurriedly lowered her head.
"Huh." Chris exposes her without mercy, "Look if you want to, what's the pretence?"
Nina shrinks back and wraps up tightly under the covers.
She tried to get out of bed, and when her legs hit the ground, the feeling of weakness that came from them made her unable to stand up. She was even more humiliated and embarrassed, not knowing what to do.
Chris looked at her with amusement, suddenly striding towards her and violently lifting the covers.
"Ah." Nina whimpered, not knowing where to block.
"Cover what? It's not like you haven't seen it before." Chris picked her up and walked to the bathroom. Then he put her into the tub full of hot water.
"I... I'll do it myself." Nina hugged herself tightly, not daring to look up.
Chris glanced at her.
Knowing her level of shyness, she didn't push her too much.
He left the bathroom.
With the hot water over her body, Nina felt better.
She tossed and turned in the bathroom for a long time, finally washing up and changing into her bathrobe. It's just that her legs are weak and she hasn't eaten in a long time. She barely ate dinner last night and didn't eat breakfast today, and now it's past noon.
Dizzy, she slowly walked out of the bathroom, holding onto the wall.
Chris glanced at her, went up and picked her up horizontally and put her on the couch.
On the coffee table, lunch was served.
"Have something to eat." He looked her up and down, "You're too skinny and you don't have the stamina. You need to increase your exercise, otherwise how will you be able to stand me?"
Nina was carrying a bowl of porridge, and when she heard his words, her hand couldn't help but tremble.
Her face became even redder, flushed with a burst of red, and she almost buried her head in the bowl, sipping the porridge carefully.
She was so hungry, or maybe she had taken anti-emetic pills, in any case her stomach was much more comfortable and she quickly downed the bowl of porridge.
Chris looked at her with amusement, rubbing his jaw with one hand. Interesting, her excessive shyness, fainting twice in a row, he actually quite used. He used to think he liked handsome women, but after meeting one, he realized he actually liked this type in his bones.
However, girls like Nina are actually more rare. Nowadays, in an open society, most girls are bold. She looks like she came from the Middle Ages, and her body smells like the Middle Ages.
"Still want to be a nun?" He couldn't resist teasing her.
Having tasted love, he did not believe that she could still be quiet.
Nina knew what he meant, her ears were red and she was firmly gripping the bowl in her hand, her body trembling lightly.
Chris finally looked away, threw the bowl out of her hand, and dragged her into his arms.
"I have some business to take care of here, and when I'm done, you come back to Alvonia with me," he rubbed her hair, having thought long and hard before looking for her. He would be responsible, he would marry her.
After finding her, he was even more certain of his thoughts.
He wanted her and cut off her path to becoming a nun. He should be responsible for that. The bottom line is that he would miss her, and when she was away, he was so distracted that he would often mistake the people around him for her.