Housewife Gone Wild

Chapter 620

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Chapter 620

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At half past six, Nathan showed up, arms loaded with bags–he looked like he was moving in.

That’s the perk of having a big shot as a friend–even the stuff they just grab on a whim ends up being a surprise.

“Wow, Uncle Nathan, you brought so many presents!” Yvonne, that little six–year–old, always seemed to have a soft spot for Nathan.

“Happy Lantern Festival, Yvonne! Uncle Nathan brought you something too,” Nathan said, picking out two bags just for her.

“Wait, you didn’t bring me homework for winter break, did you?” Yvonne asked, showing off her gap–toothed grin.

Nathan laughed. “Nope, just a backpack and a plushie.”

Yvonne took a look inside and lit up. “Thanks, Uncle Nathan!”

I glanced at Yvonne’s backpack–yep, that was a Louis Vuitton tag—and instantly felt a headache coming on.

Nathan better not be filling this kid’s head with big dreams. She’s still so little, and already getting gifts this pricey? She’ll be a handful when she grows up.

Nathan walked over and brushed his fingers lightly across my cheek. “You’ve got some flour right here.”

I was totally dressed for a night in–snug beige sweater, blue checkered apron, and my hair just loosely tied back, messy strands framing my face.

Completely makeup–free, just bare–faced.


full–on housewife look, so I was low–key sabotaging myself by dressing as plain as possible on

a slow, thoughtful look, and for a moment, there

so gentle tonight,” he said with

of my way to look

for a second. I remembered seeing on TikTok that after chasing all those glamorous, high–maintenance types, big shots sometimes end up falling for

don’t you take a seat? I’ll make you some

Nathan said as he reached over and grabbed my

I was speechless.

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actually offering

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familiar with my place, he even knew


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day, but tonight he just came

spotted

waiting for the water to boil for coffee. He went straight over and

when I saw that box–no doubt it

blinked in surprise. “Oh, it’s for Mom! Mom,

good. My hands are

sofa, glancing over at all the big bags Nathan had brought–probably

sauntered over to the kitchen doorway, leaning lazily against the frame.

smiled. “Not

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