My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calcraft)

Nash returned to the stone house feeling sleepy, so he took off his clothes and climbed into Tatiana's bed. He wrapped his arms around her sweetly scented body and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Not long after, Tatiana opened her eyes. Seeing the weary look on his face, her heart ached slightly. She reached her delicate hand out to caress his chiseled cheek and whispered, "You scoundrel, you've stolen my heart." Nash's lips curved into a slight smile. "Really?" Surprised, Tatiana pulled back and exclaimed, "You... Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Nash teased her by lifting her chin and replying, "You woke me up. Now you have to make it up to me."

Looking down, Tatiana pressed her small hand against his warm chest and murmured, "How should I make it up?"

Nash just smiled slightly. "Figure it out yourself."

...

In the following 30-plus days, Nash worked tirelessly day and night, often skipping sleep and food. He had mastered over 500 pages of the tome.

One day, while walking through the bamboo grove, he realized he recognized the array patterns there. The grove contained over 30 arrays, but none were detection arrays, which explained their undisturbed life within.

As soon as he destroyed all 12 of them, the

the summit of Malignant Mountain,

in thought. She was wearing a white dress and carrying a large white rabbit backpack with the cartoon water bottle hanging from her waist. They had been

bit her red lip, struggling to hold back tears. She knew it was

out!" Nash exclaimed joyfully, wrapping her in a

out," Tatiana replied with a forced smile. If it were up to her, she would choose to stay forever in that illusionary array. Even if it were just a dream, she would rather never wake up from it. Noticing her unusual demeanor, Nash gently placed his hands on her shoulders and asked, "Tatiana, is

and wiped a tear, her voice trembling slightly. "It's

and they continued walking. Over the past month, many intimate

Her period only just ended before

the real world brought both relief and a tinge of melancholy, especially for Tatiana, who

walking 200

path they were following

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