Suzanne felt somewhat uncomfortable hearing those words coming from Nathan. She retorted, "What if I wasn't Inkwell? What if I was just a hobbyist who liked learning from others?"Nathan set the DNA report down and said with a slightly teasing tone, "Then you have quite a number of hobbies." He continued, "You're able to mimic the work of great artists. You don't like reading, yet you never forget anything you read. You're knowledgeable in science. It's not even difficult for you to comprehend foreign literature."Suzanne's heart thumped heavily in her chest. "So you're still suspecting I might be a spy from Nightshade Clan?"Nathan grew silent. He had always been a cautious man. Suzanne's identity was in stark contrast to her skills and demeanor. She moved with grace and showed a sturdiness that not many others had. This was either the result of training since young by her family or being trained vigorously later on in life.Suzanne thought about it for a moment before sugge
Nathan froze instantly. Suzanne was drenched in cold sweat as she shivered.Maybe he had done it out of pity, but Nathan didn't resist her touch nor hesitate to clamp his hands over her ears.The next second, he seemed to hear the faint sound of crying.The soft sobbing sounds were coming from the woman in his arms. It was shaky and frightened, like a wounded kitten alone in the wild.Nathan could sense that Suzanne really was scared of such terrible weather and the loud sounds of thunder. It was the first time Nathan had been embraced in such a way by a woman. Suzanne's body was soft and supple. She exuded a faint fragrance too.Nathan could feel his heart and his body react to this touch. He knew he shouldn't have such inappropriate thoughts. Yet he couldn't control his body. The desire he felt was unbearable.It was the first time Nathan heard Suzanne cry. The sounds she made were too similar to Sally's when she was a child. The protective urge Nathan had hidden within him
Nathan froze in place. When he felt his clothes being clutched tightly, he turned around to look at Suzanne in the dark.A flash of lightning echoed the skies outside, lighting up everything. It lit up Suzanne's tearful, desperate eyes. It was a pitiful sight indeed.That split second when their eyes met made Nathan soften immediately. It felt like his heartstrings had been tugged at.Nathan took Suzanne's earphones and leaned in to whisper by her ear, "I'm not leaving. I'm going to check the circuit board."Suzanne could scent his fragrance and feel his warm breath on her face. She blushed.Nathan's voice was magnetic and pleasant to the ears, making her heart tremble. She slowly released her grip on Nathan's clothes.Nathan saw how frightened she was and caressed her head. "Don't be afraid. I'll be back right away."He then left the house.Unbeknownst to Nathan, his small gesture had stunned Suzanne to her core. She stayed frozen in place like an idiot, slowly touching wher
Nathan grew silent.Suzanne was slightly panicked. She hurriedly explained, "I promise I won't lay on you while sleeping like last time. I can tie my hands if it helps."While Suzanne was still anxious, Nathan got up and walked over to her.She hurriedly tucked her feet up and rolled to the other side of the bed.Nathan wordlessly took off his shoes and lay down without hesitation.Suzanne remained sitting on one end of the table.She was the one who invited Nathan to come to bed, yet here she was, being all timid.Suzanne felt uncomfortable with how contradictory she was being.Nathan said quietly, "Lay down. Let's have a chat."How could a man's voice be so magnetic and attractive?Suzanne's heart skipped a beat. She laid down obediently, not daring to move a finger. "What do we talk about?""Have you taken out your earphones?""Yeah.""Are you tired?""No. I usually sleep past 11:00 pm."Nathan continued asking in a calm tone, "How did you meet my Grandma?"Suzanne d
Nathan changed his posture, so he was laying on his side and facing Suzanne.His voice was especially attractive in the pitch-black room, like some midnight radio host. Even his breathing was alluring. "I married you even though I didn't like you all because Grandma wanted me to. It was very disrespectful and irresponsible of me."It was rare to meet a man who could self-reflect, be responsible, and respect women in the world these days. What was more, a man who had both power and wealth, like Nathan.Suzanne couldn't resist lying on her side to face him. She rested her head on her hand and asked gently, "You must have a lot of admirers, Nathan.""I don't know. No one's ever confessed their feelings to me," Nathan said lightly. "What about you? Is there someone you like?""Yes," Suzanne said decidedly. Oh, how she wanted to confess it to him.But she wasn't brave enough.Nathan was always so cold and reserved. His domineering air made most women tremble when approaching him. W
Suzanne lay on the side of the bed where Nathan had slept last night. She closed her eyes, reminiscing all that had happened with him last night.Suzanne ate instant noodles for lunch. When the doorbell rang, she set her fork down and went to open the door. Cole was standing outside with some vases of flowers around him. He handed Suzanne some cash and said respectfully, "Good afternoon, Madam. Here's the money from the flowers."Suzanne stared at the money and asked curiously, "Wasn't there a thunderstorm last night? How did it all sell out?""General Morrison had me go sell them at the workers' dormitories."Suzanne recalled Nathan's phone call last night and smiled. She happily accepted the cash. "Thank you."Cole then said, "General Morrison also asked me to drive you home, Madam."Suzanne was taken aback.With Sally in mind, she didn't want to step into Sudvilla again.After some thought, Suzanne asked, "Does Nathan want me to return to Sudvilla?""Yes, Madam. But he re
Fog and mist covered the air the next morning. The spring sun had yet to peek out from the clouds.Suzanne was woken up by some noise outside her bedroom. She put on her sweater and got out of the room.Some servants were moving a bunch of furniture and other items down from the second floor.Florence and Gary were in the living room downstairs, still dressed in their pajamas."Why are you leaving all of a sudden, Dukie? You know your father and I like it when our family is living together. Why don't you just continue living here?"Suzanne looked down from the railing, vaguely understanding what was going on.Wendy soon arrived in the living room, nosy as ever. She didn't hesitate to get straight to the point. "Dukie, Suzanne only just moved back in yesterday, yet you guys are already moving out today. You two clearly don't like her. We're all family here. Why do you have to behave so cruelly?"Duke Morrison and his wife Layla Unvine no longer wanted to keep up their act upon he
Suzanne was convinced. Wendy helped her dress up before the event.Only when they arrived did Suzanne realize it was no ordinary event. It was a world-class rare collectors' items sales event held on an extravagant cruise ship. Countless illegal artifacts were being put up for sale.Suzanne noticed the painting she had reproduced during Vera's birthday was also on sale.She pointed at the painting and asked Wendy, "What is the meaning of this, Wendy?"Wendy's eyes glinted in excitement. She pointed around her and said, "Look, Suzanne. All the guests here tonight are from high society. They spend hundreds of thousands every time they buy something. If our painting sells, we're bound to earn a lot."Suzanne said unhappily, "Let me ask you this—how did you get this painting here?"Wendy smiled awkwardly and said in a hushed voice, "Grandma received so many presents on her birthday. One present less won't matter. Plus, she accepted Sally's imitation too."Suzanne's hands clenched