Housewife Gone Wild

I always figured Nathan would live in a mansion. Once a guy made it big, he usually wanted. something flashy to show off his success.

But Nathan actually lived in an upscale neighborhood not far from his company. He’d got an apartment on the third floor.

I parked in his underground garage and took the private elevator straight up to his place. At the entrance, there was this mechanical model holding an endless ring. I had no clue what it was supposed to mean.

Nathan looked kind of nervous. His face was red.

He wasn’t as chilly as usual. When he opened the shoe cabinet, he looked a bit annoyed and mumbled, “Only my shoes in here. Uh, you can just keep yours on if you want.”

I glanced down at my high heels and said, “Yeah, that’s fine.”

Nathan flipped on the living room lights. The place was almost empty, nothing but the

essentials, no extra touches anywhere. It didn’t even have that lived–in, homey vibe.

Nathan noticed my surprised look and explained, “I’m at the office most of the time, so I haven’t really decorated much.”

I got it. Guys just aren’t as detail–oriented or emotionally expressive as women, especially

when it comes to their homes.

If this were a woman’s place, there’d probably be a few pots of flowers on the balcony,

some cute, cozy furniture, and even the walls would be painted in warm colors.

It felt like I was dropping by unannounced, and everything about Nathan was laid bare in front of me. He seemed a bit flustered, but his eyes were sincere when he looked at me.

you some coffee,” Nathan said after a moment, finally remembering

need. I should probably head

looked a bit disappointed. “Having a cup of coffee won’t take long

1/3

08:36 Fri, 22 Aug

Chapter 272

68%

n

left. There was a black–and–white cabinet with no doors, filled with rows of neatly arranged books, the only thing that really stood out

room.

to the

up a book and glanced

eyes wandered past the pages, and I found myself reminiscing about those early days

his place, it was a lot like Nathan’s, a space that was all his, just for

remembered how I walked in and started exploring every corner, already picturing myself as the woman of the house. I

best on him.

out his outfits every day so he’d always look

kept playing as a mom, a wife, and a girlfriend, switching back and

attracts a man is when one doesn’t overstep, when one leaves a

fill in every blank

on the coffee table and walked over to me. “What are you

but since I’d been standing in the same spot

with one arm.

and smiled. “These books are way too advanced for me, I don’t

laughing when he saw I was holding a programming