Nina didn't see it that way, even though she had spoken disdainfully to Miranda. She was just protecting herself.

"Don't you know there's someone else I like?" Nina said.

That sentence shut Nash down completely. She had feelings for someone else. But he had never seen this man! It seemed to become a puzzle between them.

Nash's handsome face grew cold and stern, yet he had to say, "You don't need to mention this man. When the contract expires, I'll let you go. Even if you don't give me the divorce papers, I'll deliver them to you!"

They could only get their shares when the marriage contract expired. Nina knew that.

Without saying it explicitly, she cooperated with him. It was a kind of repayment to him. "Alright," Nina took out her phone and glanced at the calendar. "There aren't many days left. I hope Mr. York will find time when the time comes."

Nash didn't reply further.

wounds bandaged by the doctor. Nina's wound was just a shallow cut on the skin. She knew Xander hadn't meant to kill her. It was

the hospital. In this incident, she was the victim. The police had solemn expressions as they delivered the heavy news: "Ms. Walker, I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Xander Walker no longer shows any signs of life after

survived. His body was probably burnt to a crisp. It was Nina's first encounter with such a thing, so she couldn't help but feel scared and regretful. Her uncle had kidnapped her, a crime that did not deserve death, yet he had paid such a

Do you have

causing fuel leakage..." The police recounted

unaware of

in the car,

focused on escaping the danger and didn't pay attention to that woman's presence. She was probably trying to find a way to escape when Nash barged in, so she couldn't

had not seen the woman, Nina had

flames, witnessing someone's death right in front of her. Unlike the accident in middle school, this time the death was that

to feel grief or sadness; this

to suppress the fear within her. She didn't want to

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