M settled across from him, her smile vanishing in an instant. “Am I not wee?”


    Nathan replied, “You know that’s not what I mean.


    Resting her chin on her hands, M gazed at his solemn expression, her words slow and deliberate. “I


    wanted to see you.”


    Nathan was taken aback by her words. His heart pounded inexplicably as a sudden tension gripped


    him.


    Why did she want to see him? Was it for some specific request? Or perhaps out of longing?


    Feeling a dryness in his throat, Nathan swallowed hard and took a sip of the pumpkin soup, trying to


    calm the turmoil in his heart.


    Yet, the soup seemed sickly sweet, matching the unease swirling within him.


    After finishing, Nathan carefully set the bowl down. “Chubs, if you have something on your mind, just


    speak up. Such ambiguous words can cause misunderstandings.”


    M pondered for a long while, realizing that stealing was neither feasible nor sensible. So, she had to


    resort to asking.


    As Nathan waited for her response, M appeared to be in turmoil.


    He briefly nced at his phone screen to check if he had missed any crucial messages,


    Underneath the table, M nervously dug her nails into her palm, her heart racing like that of a startled


    deer. Before she could speak, her cheeks were already burning with


    embarrassment.


    “Nate, could you join me in bed?”


    Her words lingered in the air, hanging heavily between them.


    With a loud thud, Nathan’s phone slipped from his grasp and crashed to the floor, startling them both.


    M peeked over, her eyes wide with surprise. Nathan hastily bent down, swiftly retrieving his phone.


    He first ced it on the table, then the next moment, he pocketed it, his actions somewhat erratic. He


    was genuinely taken aback by her bold proposition.


    As M approached him, Nathan stood up from his chair, his mouth dry as he cleared his throat. His


    tone was somewhat sharp. “Chubs, I’ve already made myself clear before. With your intelligence, you


    shouldn’t have trouble understanding my intentions, right?”


    M’s cheeks zed crimson, her demeanor a blend of resignation and sorrow. “I know your concerns.


    You fear that I will get married after my return to Suntend, and you wish to protect my innocence.”


    “If you understand, then stop thinking about that,” Nathan responded, a heat spreading through his


    chest. He loosened his tie, unbuttoning his shirt cor before turning away from M. He then strode


    purposefully toward the living room.


    M trailed closely behind, her fa?ade one of audacity as she spoke, “I don’t even care about it myself.


    Why do you concern so much with these matters?”


    Reaching the bar counter, Nathan poured himself a ss of cold water and downed it in one gulp.


    Setting the ss down, he turned to face M. “You’re someone who could leave at any moment. What


    exactly do you want?”


    M approached him, looking up at him with determination. “Nate, I simply wish to share a night with


    you. No, perhaps two or three.”


    She wanted to bear his child. It was a risky wager–a bet on Suntend’s generosity.


    Nathan stood with his hands on his waist and took a deep breath. Just hearing M’s words made him


    feel feverish all over. Such bold and tant seduction was something he couldn’t


    resist.


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    “You’re out of your mind, Chubs,” Nathan said. He then grabbed her arm and led her toward the door.


    “I’ll send you home.”


    “I’m not leaving, Nate,” M protested, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, refusing to let go.


    Nathan couldn’t push her away, and neither did he dare to use force. He worried that he might hurt her.


    Nathan’s throat tightened as he peered down at M. His voice became husky and soft as he pleaded,


    “Chubs, please, don’t be stubborn.”