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Chapter 65 You’re So Childish

Nathael stared at the tightly closed door, his darkening eyes tinged with self–mockery.

Despite knowing she wouldn’t care, he stubbornly refused to leave, as if he could make her feel sorry by staying there.

Tears uncontrollably streamed down Maggie’s face after she closed the door.

He doesn’t understand that I feel heartbroken for him, that I feel uneasy, that I’m scared…

Maggie hastily wiped away her tears, then turned around and opened the door once more.

Upon opening the door, she was met with the man’s dark eyes, which looked deep and lifeless.

At that moment, Nathael’s Adam’s apple bobbed, as if he wanted to speak. His eyes even shimmered at the sight of her.

Maggie felt a bitter pang at that instant.

Although he had made her cry multiple times today, he managed to make her feel like the villain.

He’s a cr*ok!

He’s just been manipulating me and taking advantage of my kindness.

Silently, Maggie entered the room after opening the door. Nathael stared at her back before following her in.

Maggie washed her face in the bathroom, tied up her hair, then returned to the living room with the medicine box.

Without meeting his gaze, she coldly ordered, “Let me see your hand.”

Nathael’s pupils were dark as he extended his hand. Their hands brushed lightly–hers warm and delicate, his cool yet sturdy. Maggie examined his injury.

His hands were long and fair, with slender joints; they were perfect for playing the piano.

However, this time, a large, swollen red mark marred the back of his hand. Though there was no blood, his ‘self–inflicted‘ injury brought tears to Maggie’s eyes.

Nathael remained silent. He was rarely so cooperative.

Maggie softly inquire, “Does it

shift in mood, Nathael spoke gently, dismissing

him and cried,

tears welling in her eyes. She was

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pulled her into his arms and wiped away her tears. His Adam’s apple

his hand away, Maggie coldly replied, “No, I’m just afraid that I’d

her words, Nathael fell silent, his

lips pursed. She then retreated to the bathroom for a shower, ignoring him,

He was clearly in a foul

the floor–to–ceiling

properly, or I will take matters into my

“Understood.”

call, Nathael stood by the window and lit up a cigarette,

lost control. Nevertheless, he couldn’t hold back when he saw her

back to the sofa and noticed a thick stack of documents on the coffee table. He picked them up and glanced through them, realizing they were

a man’s, was gentle yet

were clearly not her handwriting.

for a long time before forcing himself to look away

the warm light, his expression was serious as he carefully reviewed each contract. He jotted down his opinions on the blank spaces of the sticky notes for two of them before closing them slowly and placing them back in their original

the bathroom, ignoring him as she headed to the

those contracts later and rush back to the Camerons‘ residence afterwards. She would be busy, so she

the kitchen door. He leaned against it as he

warm light contrasting sharply with the dark night outside the window, adding a touch of warmth that was hard

him, but she did bring him

ten minutes, she had made two plates of pasta. Nathael looked at the poached egg on his plate and couldn’t

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it heart–shaped?” Nathael looked at Maggie, who was busy eating, with a displeased expression.

fake smile. He spanked me multiple times today, and I didn’t kick him out only because he saved my

too nice to him that

calmly. “That’s what a normal poached