Mark's gaze landed on her with his eyes narrowed. His eyes looked deep and bottomless. He shifted his brows slightly but said nothing.
His expression gave away nothing at all.
Nancy could feel his sharp gaze on her. She felt even more conscious after saying what she did.
She was as taut as a bowstring on the verge of snapping.
Neither of them spoke, and it was silent for a moment which made Nancy's heart feel even tenser.
She heard a voice in her head say, 'This is your only chance of getting close to Mr. Valentine. If it slips away, you won't get another chance again!'
As the picture of her fantasy was getting clearer, she felt more determined as she knew what she had to do.
She knew there was no way for her to turn back now, and she had to own up to what she had said and decided. She did not regret it one bit; on the contrary, she felt proud.
'What is there to lose if I could be with this man?' she thought.
After taking a deep breath, she gritted her teeth as she
held out her arms and hugged Mark from behind. Her hold on him was tight as her emotions were intense. Compared to the indirect consent she gave him earlier, she hoped that he knew that the hug showed that she was serious.
Even though covered with his coat, her cheeks reddened as she could still feel his toned abs underneath.
The air around her was filled with only his scent as she was standing so close to him for the first time.
She felt as though she was drowning with how desperate and infatuated she was to him.
In slight annoyance, Mark narrowed his eyes as he pulled her hands off him. His voice sounded deeper than before.
"Seeing as you're my wife's friend, Ms. Atkinson, I would naturally help you with this favor."
Nancy was ecstatic when she heard him. 'I don't believe it! He agreed to help! He agreed!' she cheered i n her head.
She felt proud and cocky as she thought she could make Mark help her without Summer's help. 'Maybe h e does have feelings for me,' she fantasized.
Sherman exclaimed in agreement as well, "That's truly ravishing indeed!"
Reminded of the past events, Summer clenched her teeth as she scolded, "I blame you for it!"
Puzzled, Grace asked, "What did I do?"
"On the night of Sherman's wedding, where did you head to after you left me in the room?"
"I went home, of course! But never mind that, most importantly, what happened next?"
"What happened next was he had also gotten drunk and went to the wrong room, climbed onto the wrong bed! Ugh, I want to strangle you so badly, Grace!" Summer complained as her cheeks reddened while blaming Grace in her head.
Grace then scoffed and cussed.
"How could I have missed such a romantic yet scandalous affair?! Tsk, you sure scored quite a catch!"
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