Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1501

Mavis had never dared dream of Nathaniel addressing her so intimately…

She was stunned, lost in her thoughts, until Nathaniel squeezed her hand gently, bringing her back to reality.

"I'm not mad at you, but since you've caused Marius and Gabrielle to misunderstand, you do deserve a bit of payback," Mavis replied cheekily, playing along.

Even if it was just an act, she wanted to savor this rare moment of his tenderness.

She playfully pinched the back of his hand, her smile bright and mischievous.

There was a subtle shift in the atmosphere between them.

Marius shook his head, clicking his tongue as he joked, "Look at them, Gabrielle. We're single, and these two are publicly showing off their affection, enough to make us sick."

Gabrielle seized the opportunity to tease him about his love life.

"Marius, when's your turn? Nate's already married. You can't possibly be waiting for them to have a child before thinking about your own marriage, right?"

Marius glared at her, putting a piece of chicken in her bowl.

"Mind your own business."

Mavis blushed at the mention of a baby, feeling shy.

Nathaniel did not show much reaction, quietly finishing his meal.

After dinner, Nathaniel retreated to his study.

Mavis worked at the coffee table in their bedroom, catching up on work she had missed during her recent leave.

Two hours later, the door to the bedroom slowly opened.

Nathaniel entered, tugging at his tie with a casual, weary demeanor.

His gaze reflected his exhaustion.

He glanced at Mavis, who was seated on the couch, and tossed his tie onto the coat rack.

"Make up the couch. I'm tired," Nathaniel ordered, his tone flat.

The implication was clear: he intended to sleep on the couch tonight.

Mavis stared at him, momentarily stunned.

She did not expect him to come back to the bedroom, let alone speak to her directly.

"You should sleep on the bed. I'm not done with my work yet."

Nathaniel's brows furrowed slightly, showing a hint of annoyance.

How could that be more desirable than the comfortable and spacious bed?

Nathaniel finally looked at Mavis.

He tossed aside the towel he had been using to dry his hair and slowly approached her.

His commanding presence made her instinctively draw back, fearfully lowering her head.

He leaned down slightly and gripped her chin, staring at her as if trying to see through her pretense of politeness.

"Are you upset because I haven't been in the room these past few days? Are you deliberately trying to provoke me?"

Mavis paled slightly. "I'm not."

"Then why can't you look at me? Do you really prefer the couch?"

Mavis steadied her breathing and met his intense gaze.

She gulped anxiously, feeling overwhelmed by his aura.

Moreover, Nathaniel's short hair was still damp, with water droplets glistening on his jawline…

He was too alluring…