Feeling flustered under Nathan’s gaze, Suzanne nervously offered, ” Would you like to have some


    too?”


    Nathan shook his head in silence. Conflicted, Suzanne bit her lip and nced downward.


    Summoning courage after taking a deep breath, she tasted a piece of diced steak, finding it savory and


    delicious. She then earnestly


    enjoyed the steamed egg custard and sd.


    Gradually, she marveled at Nathan’s culinary skills, wondering if there was anything he couldn’t do.


    Midway through her meal, Nathan’s voice broke the silence. “You’re not willing to share a room with me


    tonight?”


    Suzanne froze, her heart racing as she chewed on her steak. She caught off guard, unsure how to


    respond. The idea of sleeping separately hadn’t even crossed her mind.


    She had secluded herself all day, grappling with the uncertainty of facing Nathan. She never


    anticipated him to broach the subject so directly, showing no signs of embarrassment or remorse.


    Nathan’s lips curled up slightly as he observed her tense expression, forming a bitter smile. “I’ll move to


    the guest room,” he said quietly.


    Before Nathan could respond, she blurted out, “No.”


    Her tone was anxious, catching Nathan off guard. He lightly furrowed his brow, looking at her with a mix


    of anticipation and confusion.


    Suzanne feared Sally might rece her during the night. The thought terrified her. She couldn’t bear


    the agony of betrayal and infidelity.


    With a hint of delight, Nathan said, “Alright.”


    With her face flushed red and her head hung low, Suzanne continued in a voice barely above a


    whisper, “Nathan, please don’t touch me tonight, okay?”


    As she spoke, her heart pounded with embarrassment and


    awkwardness.


    Upon hearing her words, Nathan’s hand instinctively clenched into a fist, and a fleeting hint of sadness


    passed through his eyes. Suzanne’s straightforward rejection hurt him deeply.


    Without saying a word, he hummed in response.


    Feeling a sense of relief at Nathan’s reply, Suzanne finally felt at ease. However, the sound of a chair


    being pulled interrupted the


    moment.


    She looked up only to see Nathan leaving the dining table, ding toward the living room, and then up the


    stairs.


    Uncertain if she had said something wrong, Suzanne couldn the feeling that Nathan was upset.


    After her memory was lost, Suzanne had no sexual experience she knew she wasn’t a naive girl


    anymore. She saw no need to c fiercely to her virginity. If Nathan epted her past, she wished build


    beautiful memories with him in their marriage.


    However, she needed to go to the hospital for a thorough


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    examination. After all, Nathan had delved into her three past cases of sexually transmitted diseases,


    and her best friend Sienna had mentioned the hefty sum of money for the treatment.


    Though she hadn’t felt any difort in the past three years, for Nathan’s sake, she wanted to


    undergo aprehensive examination before intimacy.


    After supper, Suzanne returned to the room. Nathan was already asleep on the bed..


    Unsure if he was dozing off or deeply asleep, Suzanne dared not


    make a sound. She quietly turned off the lights and went to wash up. Half an hourter, she emerged


    from the bathroom and cautiously climbed into bed.


    Lying beside Nathan and listening to his steady breathing, Suzanne’s heart swelled with happiness.


    She didn’t dare to be too greedy, only hoping that Vera would live longer until the age of 120. Only then


    could she and Nathan spend 50 years together as husband and wife.