Nina's gaze remained on the documents as she calmly said, "I'm still in my position, and Mr. York also needs a new secretary. Naturally, I'll do my duty and choose a good one for you."Despite her words, Nash felt a slight annoyance. Was she trying to escape from him?"I wonder when Mr. York will have time?" Nina reiterated, "We agreed to get divorced when the three-year term expired. Mr. York would not go back on his word, would he?"Nash pursed his lips, remaining silent. Nina looked up at him again and said, "I hope Mr. York keeps his promise, for both your sake and mine...""Quincy, leave!" Suddenly, Nash's voice was sharp.This command startled Nina. Watching Quincy leave, she felt a sense of suffocation in the now-empty space with only her and Nash. Looking into his eyes, she sensed something was wrong.She could not figure out what she said wrong. Was not divorce better for them? He got the shares, she gained freedom, each getting what they wanted. What made him unhappy?
She smirked slightly, a cold smile playing on her lips, as she looked into Nash's icy gaze. She told herself it did not matter. After all, she had also benefited from this marriage. But deep down, she was deeply hurt, realizing she was just a tool for Nash. Some things could be left unsaid, and she did not need to dwell on them. After all, she had also gained advantages from it. It was not necessary for her to bring the embarrassment to the surface.Nash furrowed his brows, his tone icy. "When did you find out?""Does it matter?" Nina replied coldly. "Just know that I know everything, and I don't want to continue this marriage anymore."Nash's expression turned cold as he tightly grabbed her hand, his voice harsh. "What if I don't want to?""Don't want to? Who are you to decide?" Nina's emotions surged. "These are your rules of the game. I followed them, completed the task, and now you should let me go. Nash, I'm not playing with you anymore, and you shouldn't play with me either
Nash gave her butt a sharp slap with his hand. A searing pain. "It seems you haven't learned your lesson yet!" Nash's voice was cold.After a while, Nina could not bear his torment any longer. She was still too tender, and soft pleas escaped her lips, "Stop... please... please, spare me..."Nash observed Nina, limp and delicate on the table. Her disheveled hair framed her flushed cheeks while small beads of sweat glistened on her forehead. Her blouse hung loosely around her waist, her stockings ripped off, and her skirt pushed up to her thighs. Tears flowed continuously down her cheeks, her nose red from crying and her sobs making her look like a pitiful little thing being bullied.He could not bear it either, gathering her up in his arms and sitting her down. Nina's mind was now clouded. Her cries were too intense, making her throat hoarse and her vision blurry. She was like a broken doll in Nash's arms, devoid of resistance.Then, Nash dressed her, cradling her in his arms. All t
He was curious about this man named Zac. What kind of magic had made her hold onto him for so many years? What if this man was not good? Would it make her give up, stop thinking about divorcing him altogether?---Nina had a nightmare, where she found herself bound hand and foot, locked in a cage, completely becoming a bird in captivity. There was no one around, and no one cared about her. She struggled in the darkness but could not break free from the chains. Waking up from the nightmare, she was panting slightly, her face covered in cold sweat. Sitting up, she touched her face, calmed down for a while, then looked around. She found herself in a strange place. The room was heated, she was covered in a thin down comforter, and she was wearing a camisole dress, exactly like the one in her dream. This made Nina panic, wondering if she was really locked up. She hurriedly got out of bed and ran to the door. Opening it, everything here was unfamiliar, she had never been here before.
She did not know what Nash was up to. But she did not want to sit around here and wait for doom either. A caged bird was not her style. She was not willing.Nash looked at her, noticing her emotional turmoil and her heightened caution and wariness towards him Frowning, he said, "Nina, get this straight. You're my wife in name. How can you call yourself a pet? Being with me is perfectly normal."They had been together like this before, and she had never been this agitated. What could have changed her? He could not figure it out either.Nina gripped the bedsheet tighter and asked, "When are we going to the district court to get divorced?""Are you in a hurry?" "Yes," Nina said firmly. "When we set a date, we shouldn't keep delaying it. Do you understand?"Nash's deep gaze locked onto her. Her words had no hint of warmth. She was not the same Nina as before. Now she just wanted to escape from him, which inevitably made him wonder, "Is it because of that guy called Zac?"Nina hesit
He suddenly changed his tone, his voice deep and calm. "You don't have to say anything. Just stop talking about divorce and stay put here honestly!" Nina was taken aback. How could he say such a thing? Her emotions flared up. "Nash, what do you mean?" "Be good," Nash said softly, with a hint of indulgence, as he stroked her hair. "You haven't eaten yet, are you hungry? I've asked the helpers to prepare your favorite meal. Go downstairs and eat." Nina was surprised that he was not buying into her expectations. She wondered if she had misjudged Nash or if she simply did not know him well enough. She had expected him to explode, unable to tolerate the thought of her loving someone else, and immediately divorce her. After all, they both had their own loves. But he preferred to confine her rather than divorce. Nina was anxious. She wanted a divorce, not to continue staying by his side. "Nash, why don't you want a divorce? Tell me, what needs to happen for us to get divorced?" Na
"No need. Food tastes the same no matter who cooks it, and it's all good. I'm just a bit hungry today, so I ate more than usual," Nina did not want him to fuss over her so much. Putting too much focus on her was not good. The more effort one puts in, the deeper the cost might be."I'm tired, can I go rest now?" Nina asked."Mm," Nash softly replied.Nina finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurried upstairs. Tomorrow, she could go to the company and maybe she would not have to stay here anymore. After work, she could go home. Back in the room, Nina relaxed, but unexpectedly, Nash followed right behind her. Seeing the door open, Nina stepped back and asked, "Why are you coming in too?""This is the master bedroom, if I don't come here, where else can I go?" Nash said matter-of-factly.Nina said, "Then I'll go to the guest room."She tried to leave, but Nash grabbed her hand, looking at her as he said, "Do you need to avoid me like this now? We've been together for so long,
Her actions were too intense, which made Nash could not help but feel puzzled. "What's wrong?" he asked.Nina was a bit flustered, her hand instinctively caressing her stomach. Had her stomach gotten slightly bigger? It was not time for that yet.As Nina locked eyes with Nash, she saw his suspicious gaze upon her, which made her even more nervous. She said, "Maybe I ate too much. I want to sleep early. Let's go to bed."After speaking, Nina lay down, closing her eyes, not wanting to face Nash's questioning.Nash looked at her, then glanced at her voluptuous figure. Indeed, she looked much better than before when she was thinner. But Nina's reaction was significant, casting doubt on him again.Nina had become different from before. But now, she was different in too many ways. For instance, she was not as devoted to him, wanted a divorce, and even considered quitting her job.It seemed like, in the blink of an eye, she had changed completely. It was really something he was not used