"It's already this late, and Mr. Nathan's still lounging in bed, huh?" Cameron's tone was dripping with sarcasm.

Nathan flashed a cheeky grin, "Nah, I'm not one to sleep in, but my wife, Nathalie, was exhausted last night. I had to be there for her."

Benjamin rolled his eyes, "Alright, alright, Nathan, we get it. You're head over heels for your wife. Spare us the love parade." Inside, he felt a pang of jealousy, having secretly crushed on Nathalie for ages, only to see her with Nathan. Cameron tried to steer the conversation back, "Nathan, where were you last night, anyway?"

Nathan crossed his arms, playful smirk in place, "Why do you care? Cameron, I didn't know you were such a busybody."

Cameron taunted, "Too scared to spill?"

Nathan chuckled, "Why would I be scared? I was at home, keeping my wife company."

Cameron's expression soured, "Care to swear on it?"

Nathan smoothly dodged, "Why wouldn't I? But what's the point in swearing?"

Cameron fell silent.

Nathan looked at him as if he were a rare specimen, teasing, "Mr. Dawson, did going bankrupt make you lose your marbles? Why else would you ask such a ridiculous question?"

anger but had no proof to corner Nathan. He had to swallow his pride, "It's nothing. My wife's been having a rough time lately, and she mentioned you

puzzled, "I haven't had any run-ins with your wife. What's she bringing me up

searching for any flicker

Nathan's face remained bright, his eyes clear

she saw you

someone else for me. Or maybe there's something off here." He tapped his head, his

feeling belittled, stormed

but to trail after

watched them leave, a shadow of unease clouded his

When

Nina

to

door, clutching

to en. novelxo

and she asked softly, "Did I

Sweet

down, gently pinching her cheek, "Do you miss

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