Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1421

Nathaniel noticed Mavis's burning gaze and narrowed his eyes knowingly.

He deliberately coughed a few times.

Startled, Mavis snapped out of her trance, her face flushing with embarrassment as if she had been caught doing something wrong.

Her wrist, still holding the cup of water, trembled uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry!"

Droplets of water dripped from Nathaniel's lips, tracing the seductive curve of his jawline and sliding down to his collarbone.

The water trail seemed to move with every breath he took, adding to his allure.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. Let me wipe it off for you."

Transparent droplets cascaded from Nathaniel's lips, tracing the elegant curve of his jawline and sliding down to his collarbone, shimmering with every breath he took, adding an extra allure.

"I'm really sorry. It was unintentional. Let me help you clean it up."

Feeling like a criminal, Mavis scolded herself for her inappropriate thoughts.

How could she be letting her imagination roam while Nathaniel was badly injured with his handsome face bruised?

Her ears were red from embarrassment as she hurriedly grabbed a tissue to wipe away the water stains.

Occasionally, her fingers would brush against his warm, soft neck.

When she looked up, she met Nathaniel's intense gaze.

Feeling utterly exposed, she quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been shocked.

"O-Okay. It's all cleaned up," Mavis stammered.

Nathaniel's piercing blue eyes continued to scrutinize her.

"You don't have to do these things in the future. We have servants in the house. You're here to live comfortably. You can do whatever you want during the day, and I won't interfere."

His stance was strong, and Mavis chose not to argue further as she took the water glass and left.

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Due to fractures in his left leg and right hand, Nathaniel had to postpone his bet with Lionel for seven days to ensure proper rest.

During these seven days, Nathaniel hardly left his bed to achieve the best recovery results.

Mavis insisted on taking care of him, both as his wife and nominally as his personal servant.

In the end, Nathaniel had no reason to refuse her repeated offers.

She helped him wipe his body, fed him, made sure he took his medication, and kept him company, showing remarkable attentiveness in her care.

Their bond deepened subtly during these days.

In the afternoon, the bedroom returned to a calm and pleasant atmosphere after Nathaniel had his medication.