Chapter 41 I Have A Secret
Maggie’s face brightened with a radiant smile. “Mr. Harris?”
“Get in the car,” Nathael said in a deep voice.
Maggie nodded and glanced across the street at Joseph, who anxiously waited for the traffic to clear so he could cross. Without hesitation, she entered Nathael’s car.
Why did he return?
In her previous life, she had also encountered Nathael, but during that time, he had come back to the country early to attend a banquet hosted by Sierra.
But today..
“When did you come back, sir? Weren’t you supposed to be overseas?” Maggie tilted her head, looking at him with confusion.
Nathael’s gaze swept over the woman in front of him. Her hair was loosely tied up, with a few strands. falling due to her hurried run, giving her a relaxed and casual appearance. Her cheeks were flushed, probably from drinking too much, making her look slightly foolish.
As she tilted her head to look at him, her eyes sparkled like precious gemstones.
The car’s dim lighting couldn’t conceal the radiant skin under the strapless dress. The thin fabric made Nathael involuntarily frown.
Maggie patiently awaited an answer, her eyelids growing heavy.
Nathael didn’t respond. Instead, he observed her slightly unfocused eyes and said slowly, “You’ve been drinking
Maggie was slow to react, but she obediently nodded.
I did…”
Before Nathael could react, Maggie suddenly leaned forward and threw herself into his arms, clinging to him like an octopus. She grabbed his collar and whispered, “Nathael, did you miss me?”
Nathael instinctively held her slender waist to prevent her from slipping.
He stared at the smiling, radiant girl before him, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, but he remained
silent.
Maggie squinted her eyes, straddled his lap, wrapped her arms around his neck, and nestled her face in hist neck, whispering, “I missed you too.”
Nathael’s elegant fingers paused, and his whole body stiffened slightly.
Maggie felt her mind in chaos, It seemed that the moment she saw him, all her defenses dropped, and she was no longer afraid of anything.
Maggie singles further into his arms, feeling the familiar warmth and strength.
Nathael remained stiff for a long time, his large hand gradually tightening around her.
He looked down at the woman in his arms. Her long eyelashes, her cheek pressed against his shoulder, and her squished face resembled a harmless little animal, making him reluctant to let go.
Maggie grew drowsy, the warmth in the car and Nathael’s body temperature almost making it impossible for her to keep her eyes open.
Nathael” she murmured his name softly.
“Mm.” he responded softly, restraining the intense desire growing in his heart.
Maggie remained silent for a long time, as if she had fallen asleep. When Nathael thought she wouldn’t speak again. Maggie suddenly opened her misty eyes and whispered mysteriously into his car. “I have a secret to tell you.
Nathael turned to look at her, waiting for what she would say next.
Maggie shyly smiled at him, then whispered, “Actually, I
At this moment, Nathael’s heart raced, and he became extremely nervous. It felt as if all the blood in his body was rushing to his heart, which was about to burst from the intense beating
“Actually, I am a flower, Maggie said softly.
Nathael was speechless.
Looking into her serious and clear eyes, Nathael fell silent.
The next moment, Maggie laughed and said, “Now, I’m going to blossom.”
Nathal couldn’t help but rub his forehead, deciding that he would have to ensure she drank less in the future.
Henry, who was driving, was filled with questions as he watched his boss indulge Maggie. His eyes almost popped out of his sockets..
Can anyone tell me what kind of background this Ms. Adam has?
Oh, maybe Alex in Afriland knows, Maggie thought to herself.
Maggie drifted off to sleep in Nathael’s embrace.
During this time, her phone continued to ring.
Aside from a call from Master Cameron inquiring about the situation, the rest were all from Joseph.
Nathael glanced at the phone and turned it off.
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At this moment, the world seemed to quiet down.
Nathael suddenly found the night view of Aquapolis to be beautiful.
After approximately thirty minutes, the car arrived near the residential area where Maggie lived. A deep voice came from the back seat. “Go around again.”
“Yes,” Henry muttered under his breath, but he didn’t say anything more.
After circling the residential area three times, Maggie finally woke up with a furrowed brow.
However, being awake was worse than being asleep. As soon as she moved, she felt a splitting headache. and a dull throbbing in her entire head.
“Are we home?” she asked softly, her voice hoarse.
“We just arrived,” Nathael replied, looking down at her with his pitch–black eyes.
Maggie frowned and slowly crawled back to her seat. Nathael suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his arms. Without her weight, he felt somewhat lost.
Feeling uncomfortable. Maggie pursed her red lips in dissatisfaction and remained silent.
Nathael handed her a cup of warm water. When he turned his head, he noticed the deep imprints on her cheek from when she had been leaning against him.
The corner of his mouth twitched into a faint smile. He turned his head away, pretending not to have seen
them.
Maggie didn’t drink much. She couldn’t handle too much water.
Initially, she was just a bit dizzy and bloated, but now her stomach was churning, and she felt nauseous. Ugh, it was uncomfortable…
Could it be that the alcohol wasn’t too strong, but rather she was too young and not yet accustomed to the harsh realities of life?
Maggie’s thoughts were in disarray. After this short nap, she felt even more exhausted.
It was only when the car came to a steady stop downstairs that Nathael gently placed a thin blanket over Maggie’s shoulders and said, “Put this on. It gets chilly at night.”
Maggie obediently wrapped herself up like a quail. It wasn’t until Nathael stepped out of the car and opened the door for her that she blinked her clear eyes and softly uttered, “Carry me!”
Henry averted his gaze, pretending not to notice.
However, deep down, he secretly started a small betting pool. Two little versions of himself were placing bets, wagering whether their ruthless and unpredictable Mr. Harris would carry Ms. Adam out of the car or simply leave her be.
Maggie didn’t mind. After all, she was now a drunken Maggie, and a drunken Maggie didn’t need to be
rational.
corners, adding a hint of sensuality and charm to his cold and profound gaze.
Seeing that he remained motionless, Maggie sighed and muttered to herself, “No one cares. No one loves me. I’m just a little cabbage in the field.”
Nathael was left speechless.
