Chapter 209

Nathan held her fingers to stop her from poking him as she liked.

“Mr. Faraday, have you ever thought about what kind of person your bride is? Have you wondered whether she was beautiful or ugly, fat or thin?” Caroline asked curiously.

Nathan raised an eyebrow. “I only wondered whether my bride was a man or a woman.”

Caroline was speechless at his reply.

She came to acknowledge that Nathan was a person who was good at ending conversations.

“Talking to you is so boring, Mr. Faraday. I’m getting sleepy. I’m going to sleep,” she muttered while trying to pull herself away from his arms.

However, Nathan grabbed her shoulder, not allowing her to leave. Then, in a suggestive tone, he asked, “If you find it boring to talk to me, do you want to do something interesting instead?”

Caroline’s heart skipped a beat, and her clear eyes became misty due to shyness. With a sweet voice, she mumbled, “Nathan, ever since we made up, you had fun every night. Do you not need to rest?”

Nathan chuckled in response. “I don’t want to rest.”

“Then watch out as you might become bald someday,” she warned him.

“Come on, turn me into a bald man then. If I don’t turn bald, it means that you are not good enough.” As his words fell, he turned over and pressed his body on hers. He then kissed her cherry–red lips.

Giggling, Caroline dodged him. They played around with each other happily. A while later, Caroline held her belly with her hands.

Nathan stopped his actions and questioned worriedly, “What’s wrong? Is your stomach hurting again?”

“Yeah, it hurts a little.” Caroline nodded in reply. Then, she looked at him with puppy eyes and requested, “Mr. Faraday, can I ask for a leave tonight?”

Not replying to her question, Nathan placed his hand on her flat belly and gave her a gentle massage for a brief moment.

Recently, Caroline had been feeling fatigued. She had no appetite and was always very sleepy. As Nathan’s massage was too relaxing for her, she soon felt sleepy in his embrace.

Just then, Nathan asked softly, “Do you feel better now?”

Caroline lifted her heavy eyelids, nodded in agreement, and replied, “Yes, I feel better now.”

Nathan withdrew his hand. Staring at the woman before him passionately, he said, “Since you feel better already, is it my turn to feel better now?”

Caroline was speechless when she heard that. “I… Uh… I’m not feeling well.”

Silence permeated the room. Meanwhile, Nathan’s calloused thumb was placed on her reddish lips. He stroked her tempting lips back and forth.

Feeling the sensual atmosphere in the room, Caroline blinked nervously, which caused her eyelashes to flutter rapidly. Panicked, she raised her small hand to smack his big hand away. Then, she buried her cute little face in the pillow.

However, despite being pushed away, Nathan turned over and stroked her reddish lips. with his finger again.

This made her feel more nervous, so Caroline parted her lips angrily and bit him.

Nathan chuckled hoarsely. “I didn’t keep you here to look after you like a pet.”

Later, the dinner prepared by a six–star Michelin chef was sent to their room. Caroline was carried to the dining room by Nathan. This time, he did not let her sit on her own seat but on his lap.

“Drink some water,” he ordered as he lifted a glass of water and brought it to her lips.

Caroline reached out her hand and knocked the glass out of his hand.

Nathan was not angry at all. He then proceeded to fill a small bowl with chicken risotto and lifted a spoonful of it to her lips. “Have some risotto if you don’t feel like drinking water.

Not knowing whether it was due to the heavy smell of the chicken risotto or because of their earlier activity, Caroline felt like throwing up. She pressed her hand on her chest, trying to hold herself back from puking.

Nathan quickly patted her back to soothe her discomfort. He pinched her delicate chin with his fingers and smiled at her. His handsome eyes were full of the manliness of a mature man. “You poor girl.”

Being teased, Caroline landed a light smack on his cheek.

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0 12 18 Sat, 24 Feb Nathan did not dodge it, so the slap landed squarely on his face.

O Fortunately, Caroline didn’t really exert any force. It was a very gentle slap. A crisp little smack sounded when her palm made contact with his aggravatingly handsome face.

Nevertheless, she had successfully hit him in the face. Nathan had never let a woman have her way with him like this.

“You already slapped me anyway. Why are you still angry?” He leaned over, coaxing and indulging her behavior. He then put her small hand on his other cheek and suggested jokingly, “Come on. I’ll let you slap me a few more times so that you’ll stop being angry.”

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