She had an allergic reaction to alcohol, feeling itchy all over. It was Nash's constant care that prevented her from scratching her skin. Indeed, even if there wasn't any love between her and Nash, and even if she wasn't happy in the York family, she could still feel his compassion at times.She withdrew her hand, her voice slightly strained, but she still indulged him, saying, "It will get better gradually. Antihistamines may not completely work too, so don't worry too much. Aren't you still busy? I'll open the door for you. Don't take Zoe's words to heart. Even if you leave, I won't say anything in front of her."She went to open the door but found it locked from the inside and couldn't be opened."Let's sleep here tonight. The door will naturally be opened in the morning, and then we'll go home." Nash knew that Zoe would resort to this, so he didn't expect to go out again tonight. Nina had to give up. "Okay."Nash took off his suit, leaving only his shirt on, and looked at her
As time passed, he became more mature and composed.Nash noticed her gaze and smirked, "What are you thinking while staring at me like that?"Supporting her chin, Nina, caught off guard, shifted her gaze nervously, "Nothing.""You were clearly stealing glances at me just now," Nash countered.Nina countered back, "If you didn't look at me, how would you know I was stealing glances at you?""Well, I did indeed steal glances at you," Nash admitted frankly. He couldn't help but notice her every move unintentionally.This left Nina unsure of how to respond, feeling her heart pounding rapidly.Nash sliced the steak and handed it to her, "It's cut. Go ahead, eat."Nina cherished his thoughtful care, feeling warmth in her chest instantly. As long as Nash took a step toward her, she felt the world was a much better place.She picked up her fork and knife, saying, "Do you know what I was thinking when I was looking at you just now?"Taking a sip of wine, Nash asked, "What were you thi
For her, it was a memorable experience etched in her heart.For Nash, it was hardly worth mentioning.She felt a bit sad, wondering what was truly memorable to Nash."Why are you silent?" Nash was feeling irritated, seeing her remain quiet. He lifted her chin. "Have I struck a nerve?"Looking into his cold eyes, Nina asked, "Nash, do you have any deeply ingrained memories?"Nash gazed at her, momentarily lost in thought. In his mind, only a vague image of a girl appeared. He shook his head and tightly grasped Nina's hand. "You haven't answered me. Do you really like him that much?"Nina replied, "I do indeed like him very much."This statement ignited a flame of anger in Nash's heart."But..." Before Nina could finish her sentence, Nash angrily kissed her.This came as a surprise to her. Her eyes widened as Nash, consumed by anger, kissed her passionately, his hands gradually moving to her waist.His body was hot, like scalding water, gradually enveloping her."Nash..." Nina
The noisy ringtone added a sense of calm to the scene. Nash got off Nina, his eyes filled with desire, staring at her complexly.The man she liked was named Zac. So he shouldn't take away her most precious thing. He took a deep breath, calming his inner turmoil, then picked up his phone, saw the name on it, and muted it before putting it in his pocket.He became more rational, his voice low and hoarse as he said, "I'm going to take a shower." With that, he headed for the bathroom, the sound of the shower falling soon following.Nina lay quietly on the bed, pretending not to feel disappointed. He could resist temptation, even when it was right in front of him, all to stay faithful to Miranda.Although he didn't say it, she knew the person calling incessantly was Miranda. She had seen the name on the screen.Even drugged, he could maintain his composure. Just how much did he like her?Nina sat up slowly, adjusted her clothes, and got off the bed. Seeing her haggard self in the mirr
Clearly, she liked him very much.The next day, when Nina woke up, she saw Nash tying his tie. Seeing her awake, Nash advised, "There's milk by your bedside. Drink it when you get up."Nina instinctively glanced at the bedside and asked, "Where are you going?" She hadn't forgotten; he had mentioned last night that they would go home once they woke up."I have some things to take care of," Nash replied, looking at her. "I'll have the driver take you home first."Nina sat on the edge of the bed, quietly observing Nash. Nash finished getting ready, and seeing Nina still silent, he approached her, took the milk from the bedside, and handed it to her, saying softly, "Drink it while it's warm."Nina took it and pursed her lips. "I remember you saying before that you don't like this.""It's fine if you like it," Nash replied.Nina looked up, surprised to hear those words from him. At one point, he would frown upon seeing it, or the helpers would inform her that he didn't like milk. Aft
So they were married.He had to show more respect now, unlike before.Nina knowingly asked, "Has Mr. York gone in?""Mr. York... He just went in not long ago," Quincy hesitated to speak. Nina looked at the reporters at the door, and sure enough, it was as she expected. For Miranda, he always went all out, without any reservation or avoidance. Quincy was concerned that she would overthink things, and explained, "Mrs. York, please don't misunderstand Mr. York. He came to the hospital for work."Nina smiled and said to him, "I didn't misunderstand, you don't need to explain." Quincy breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." There were reporters at the front entrance, so Nina still paid attention to privacy and entered the hospital through the back door.Taking the elevator upstairs, she saw Miranda's assistant, and probably knew which ward she was in. Miranda was staying in a VIP room, relatively quiet. As she walked past, she heard Miranda choking and crying, "What's the p
The assistant's words startled the two inside. Nash looked over and saw Nina standing at the door, immediately letting go of Miranda. Nina, feeling exposed, felt a bit lost, lowered her head, and started to leave. Nash hurried to catch up as she walked away. "Nina!"Nina walked quickly, unsure how to face Nash. But Nash caught up and grabbed her hand. Nina turned around, her eyes slightly red, staring blankly at Nash. Nash reached out to wipe the tears from her eyes, but Nina turned her head away. "Go take care of Miranda, you don't need to worry about me.""Why are you at the hospital?" Nash didn't respond to her words but asked, "Are you feeling unwell? Or is the rash getting worse?" He rolled up her sleeve, wanting to see her arm. This only saddened Nina more, and she pulled her hand back, refusing to let him see."I'm fine." Nina looked towards the ward. "The important matter you mentioned yesterday was about Miranda, right?" To him, Miranda came first. If she had any prob
How could he say such words?Stricken by his statement, Miranda stopped crying and stared blankly at Nash, utterly astonished. This was not the person she knew. Previously, he had cherished her the most, never allowing her to suffer any grievances. But now he was different, showing no pity, not even knowing how to comfort her anymore. She couldn't believe this was Nash. There must be a reason behind his actions.Miranda let go of his hand, trying to force a smile but failing miserably. "Be even? How could you possibly make things even between us?" Nash replied, "By curing your ears." "I don't want that! I might as well be dead!" Miranda became more agitated, grabbing a nearby fruit knife, intending to cut her wrists.Seeing this, her assistant quickly intervened, holding her back. "Please don't do this, Miranda..." Miranda, with red eyes, exclaimed, "Nash, everything I've done is for you. I love you so much, I'd even sacrifice my life for you. You owe me, and that debt can