President’s Sweet Wife novel Chapter 40

Finally, forcing herself to calm down, she said.

"A minute, I'll put on a shirt."

With that, she opened the closet and started rummaging.

Archie was here, so she did not say she wanted to change a pajama, lest he felt she deliberately wore such sexy pajamas.

It was true that the dress wasn't what she was going to wear, but he didn't know that.

Natalia quickly found a matching bathrobe from the closet and put it on.

The robe fit well, up to her knees in length. With the waist tied and her breasts covered, she felt a little safer.

Archie didn't say anything the whole time, just that his pupils were dark, and the remnants of wine in his cup had been drained.

"Done?"

Natalia nodded.

"Then go to sleep!"

He stood up, walked over to the bed and suddenly began to undress.

Natalia's eyelids popped.

“What are you doing?”

Archie looked at her fussed look and frowned slightly, "Go to sleep."

Natalia realized that her reaction was a bit too much and forced a smile.

"Well, would you like to take a shower first?"

Archie looked at her for a moment and paused.

“Sure!”

He turned and went into the bathroom.

Natalia finally sighed in relief and closed her eyes, as if her whole body relaxed with the man's departure, dropping herself onto the bed.

Just then, however, there was a sudden sound of a man's voice in the bathroom.

"Honey, help me with my pajamas."

Natalia,

"..."

Why didn’t he bring clothes to the shower?

She had no choice but to get up slowly to get his pajamas.

The men's clothes were kept in a second compartment in the closet.

Compared to her dazzling clothes, Archie's clothes were much more monotonous.

They were uniform black, white and grey, interspersed with a few other colours, even the pyjamas are the most minimalist dark grey.

She took one and walked over to the bathroom door and knocked on it.

The door opened quickly, only unlike earlier when she had opened it only a crack, this time it was fully open.

Fully open.

Archie stood there naked, dripping water all over his body. His hands still wrapped in the foam of shampoo on his head.

Droplets of water slid down that well-muscled chest, past his abs, and rolled down to that zone of sensual majesty.

Natalia's pupils instantly dilated.

"Ah!"

With a short gasp, she covered her mouth just in time.

The next second, she threw the clothes over, "Bang!"

A sound slammed the door shut.

"Archie!

Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Archie: ...... ？？？？

A man's voice came from the bathroom, "Honey, I'm taking a shower, why do I need to get dressed?"

Natalia, "..."

Ah !

It was going crazy!

She swore that the man did it on purpose!

What an exhibitionist!

Inside the bathroom, the man hooked his lips wordlessly.

Looking at the pajamas in his hands, he said nothing, put them on the rack and continued with the shower.

Natalia returned to the bedroom and sat on the bed, still feeling the warmth surging up from her chest after a long time.

Images of what she had just seen kept flashing through her mind.

She found herself shamefully having that hint of appreciation.

Ugh!

Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Natalia couldn't force it.

After ten minutes, the Dawson family arrived as well.

After what happened at the birthday party, the Dawson family's hatred for Natalia had seeped into their bones.

So it was still quite a surprise to her that they were so cooperative and willing to return her mother's relics.

But Natalia didn't say anything more, and the group got the safe as per the prior appointment.

It was finally opened by Clara's own hands under the notarization of Lawyer Brown.

What was lying in the safe was neither a large check nor real estate cash.

Instead, it was an antique-looking necklace.

Everyone froze for a moment.

Natalia was also a bit taken aback.

She vaguely remembered seeing the necklace once as a child, but couldn't remember exactly, only that her mother seemed to cherish it.

She picked the necklace up, and Lawyer Brown smiled.

"Miss Jessica, this is what your mother left you. It's now intact and handed over to you, I hope you'll take good care of it."

Natalia nodded.

Although she didn't know why her mother had left the plain looking necklace as a final gift for her, she supposed there was a reason.

And whatever it was, if it was left behind by the mother, it naturally meant something different.

She would be sure to cherish it and keep it.

Brian put the necklace into the safe he brought with him before the group walked out of the bank door.

As they parted, Clara gave her a deep-eyed look.

She said in a cold voice,

"Natalia, being Mrs. Mccarthy, you must be very proud of yourself now, right?"

Natalia looked at her indifferently, not humbled, "Knowing that I am proud, why do you ask me?"

Clara gave a cold laugh.

"You'll regret it sooner or later, and when the time comes, you'll fall to your knees and beg me."

When she finished, she got into the car with a group of people and took off.

Natalia stood there, frowning.

And for some reason, a vague feeling of unease grew in her heart.