M heard someone asking her when she was semi–conscious.


    “Who do you like?”


    She opened her heavy eyes, her vision blurry. As she blinked gently, she saw the looming figure in


    front of her.


    Nathan’s handsome face filled her vision.


    She smiled bitterly but didn’t say anything. She then closed her eyes again.


    In an instant, the man’s soft and gentle voice came again. “Chubs, who do you like? Who do you love?”


    M felt a sourness in her heart. She felt even more ufortable as she slowly uttered, Nate.”


    Nathan was startled. He was stunned in ce.


    Was she calling his name, or was she telling him the answer?


    M felt even more ufortable. She moved slightly in his arms as she said again, “Nate.” Nathan


    realized that she was calling him. He asked, “Hmm?”


    “I feel sick, and I want to throw up,” M said as she endured the roiling in her stomach. She felt very


    ufortable enduring the nausea.


    Nathan quickly carried her into the bathroom and ced her by the toilet.


    As soon as M touched the toilet, she hurriedly knelt on the ground. She opened the toilet lid and


    lowered her head to vomit.


    Nathan patted her back and handed her tissues. After she finished vomiting, he handed her


    mouthwash and a towel.


    When M gargled, the water she spat out wet her clothes.


    After vomiting, she became a bit sober. She stood up as her cheeks flushed with a dazed expression


    on her face.


    Nathan helped her up and hugged her from behind. He held her hands to wash at the sink. M felt


    weak, so she leaned all her weight against Nathan’s chest. Her back pressed tightly his chest. She felt


    very warm and at ease.


    The man gently rubbed and rinsed her hands under the cool tap water.


    M murmured semi–consciously, “Nate, my clothes are wet. I feel ufortable.”


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    Nathan handed her a towel to dry her hands. His actions were gentle as he pampered her, “I’ll go get


    you pajamas to change. Can you manage by yourself?”


    M nodded and replied, “Yes, I can.”


    Nathan helped M up to sit on the toilet. He reminded her, “Sit here and wait for me. Don’t


    move. I’ll go get your clothes.”


    M weakly lowered her head. She was drowsy as she replied, “Okay.”


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    Nathan walked out of the bathroom. He went into the walk–in closet to find M’s clothes.


    After he found a set of pajamas, he was stunned when he saw her underwear in the drawer. He felt


    embarrassed as he tried to casually pull out a set of white underwear.


    He walked toward the bathroom. But when he heard the sound of running water, he was filled with a


    sense of foreboding.


    He quickly pushed the bathroom door open and rushed in. He was dumbfounded as he took in the


    sight before him. Secondster, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind


    him.


    As he closed the door, he breathed heavily. His heart rate sped up, and his body was ufortably


    hot. His ears to his neck were all flushed.


    He had just seen M showeringpletely naked in the bathroom.


    He paused for a moment before calming down. He then realized that she couldn’t take a


    shower while drunk because it could lead to an ident. She could’ve split her skull open and suffer a


    stroke.


    Showering while being drunk was a very dangerous act.


    He hesitated for a while before pushing the bathroom door open. He walked in and took the towel to


    wrap around her wet body.


    Nathan reached out to turn off the shower faucet.


    She was still pretty much out of it as she looked up at the shower head and asked, “Why is there no


    water?”


    Nathan lifted her up and carried her out of the bathroom..


    M struggled in his arms as she said, “Put me down. I’m so hot, I want to shower.”


    At this point, Nathan’s heart was racing, and his breathing was erratic.


    He suppressed the feeling in his heart as he maintained thest shreds of sanity. He ced her on the


    big bed and then covered her pale, delicate body with a nket.


    Even so, the images of her curvy figure lingered in his mind. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. It kept


    stirring his heart.


    He didn’t have the determination to help her get dressed, so he wrapped her tightly in the nket.


    He leaned close to her and whispered softly in her ear, “Chubs, don’t sleep first. Get put on your


    clothes.”


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