Housewife Gone Wild

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Chapter 45

Nathan dropped his gaze, looking sad and helpless. “No, it’s not that. I just wanted to know what someone as beautiful and kind as you really looked like. I had this blurry memory of you, and I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”

I looked at him, his face so sincere and almost heartbroken. I sighed, feeling a bit helpless. “Alright, now you’ve seen what I look like. Wish granted. Can you stop following me now?”

“I’m not following you. I just…” Nathan seemed like he wanted to say something more, but he stopped when he saw how serious I was. He nervously fidgeted with his fingers, his voice softer. “I’ve just always wanted to take you out for a meal.”

That made me smile. “Mr. Hallman, you really don’t need to be so formal. Honestly, that donation came from the Holcomb family. If you want to thank someone, you should treat Jared instead. He’s the real benefactor here.”

Nathan shook his head. “No, I know the money was from the Holcomb family, but if it weren’t for you, that money would’ve never made it to me. It’s always been you.” His voice grew more urgent, and his eyes burned with intensity.

My breath caught as he looked at me with such sincerity. My heart raced, completely out of control.

“Let’s talk about this later, when I have time. I really need to go now,” I said quickly, not wanting to continue the conversation.

was telling the truth, he’d been obsessed with just a blurry image of

had been enough to make him hang on to me for years. Now that I was here in person,

my car. Only then did he turn and get back into his own car. As our cars passed,

gripped the steering wheel tightly and refused to meet his eyes. I wasn’t just some married woman. I was a mom. I wanted him to keep

my office door. “Come on. I talked to Yvonne, and she agreed to come home,” he

to go to

suddenly reached out, took my hand, and started casually playing with my fingers.

just replied

up with them? I never realized you were so full of

“Well, that’s your fault. You never bothered to get to know

a moment, and under the streetlights,

magnetic. If this were in my previous life, and he spoke to

now, I felt nothing. All I wanted was to pull my hand

feeling sorry

reaching for the ring finger of my left hand. “Why haven’t