Chapter 55

The jug was right before Nathaniel, yet he refused to lift a finger to help himself.

Nikita barked a short laugh as she closed the front door. Ignoring his request, she drawled sarcastically, "You might want to go to the hospital if you're missing a limb, Mr. Foster. You'll want to seek treatment immediately before your disability worsens."

Nathaniel's face darkened. He was about to retort when Nikita returned to her room and slammed the door shut. There was a loud click as she pointedly locked the door.

She refused to believe that her words earlier did not faze Nathaniel. She knew that his pride bruised easily.

She drew a hot bath for herself and shrugged off her clothes. Surely the infuriating man outside her door would leave by the time she was done bathing.

With that in mind, Nikita soaked in the hot bathwater and dried her hair afterward. When she did not hear any sound or sense any movement coming from outside the bathroom, she opened the door to see if Nathaniel had indeed