Chapter 167
After taking a cold shower, Nathaniel came out feeling calmer. He noticed Melanie was lying on the bed, fast asleep, and the food he had ordered remained untouched on the table. He moved to her side, covered her with a blanket, and then went to eat dinner.
He arrived in a hurry and did not have time to eat. He had been busy with work recently, so having proper meals was the least of his concern. Nathaniel had been having stomach problems for some time now. If he até too much or too little, his stomach would hurt.
He swiftly gobbled down some food, not daring to overeat, and turned toward the sleeping Melanie. She was snoring softly; this was Nathaniel‘s first time hearing her snore after dating for a long time. It was apparent that the recent happenings had worn her out.
Melanie was also newly pregnant, so her body conditions might have changed. Nathaniel could make out the dark circles forming around her eyes. She was particular about her appearance, yet she had allowed herself to look tired. This could only mean that she was too exhausted to care about it. Nathaniel felt guilty for suspecting her actions a while ago.
Plagued with guilt, he walked over and lay beside her. He hugged her from behind and thought about being like this forever. He wanted to get married, have a child, and work together to expand the company.
Even without Lily‘s help, he could always look for someone else for the company. However, Nathaniel still preferred someone gentle and obedient when looking for a suitable wife, unlike Lily.
Melanie shivered as she could feel his wrath even from the other side of the screen. She wanted to reiect him, but she did not dare to. Melanie glanced at Nathaniel and hoped that the fact he was here would discourage Frank from trying anything.
“Fine.”
She deleted all the text messages between them. Melanie would ensure that no evidence or leverage could be used against her. Then, she lowered her fork, walked toward Nathaniel, sat down, and sighed. “What‘s wrong?” Nathaniel asked when he heard her sigh. He turned to look at the food on the table and noticed she had barely touched them, “Are they not to your liking? What do you feel like having? Should I order room service or get something for you?”
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