Sebastian was sitting on the sofa beside her.
The dim light from the TV cast sharp shadows on his face, making his features look sharper.He was leaning comfortably against the sofa, sending messages on his phone.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Natalie rubbed her eyes.
A gray blanket slipped down from her shoulders.
“I thought you would wake up any time.” Sebastian smiled and handed a glass of warm milk to her.
“Drink this and go to your room.It would be more comfortable for you to sleep there.”.Natalie took the milk and drank it obediently.
The room fell silent again.
“By the way, thank you for helping me last night.Did your hand get hurt when you smashed the wine bottle?”
She had been busy worrying about Hannah that she almost forgot what happened in the Quinn family house.
Holding the glass, she studied Sebastian’s face.
His expression remained the same throughout.He put down his phone and took a sip of beer.
“It’s okay.We are husband and wife,”he said, his eyes still fixed on the TV.
“You don’t have to thank me.” Natalie pulled the blanket closer in her arms and looked at him.
The light from the TV brightened her face.
She drew circles on the rim of the glass, carefully choosing her words.
“Now that you know I wasn’t the one you had planned to marry, do you still want to be in a serious relationship with me as my husband?” Sebastian stopped drinking beer and turned his head.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at her.
“Why do you ask? Who else do you want to marry?” Natalie’s hair stood on end when she heard the threat in his tone.She looked away and shook her head.
“No.1 didn’t mean that.”
Sebastian was an excellent man, and she had no reason to stay away from him.
After a moment’s thought, Sebastian asked, “You always refused to consummate our wedding and be a real couple.Was it because you married me as a substitute? Were you planning on leaving me one day?”
parted.She didn’t
observed her every
intend to leave without telling you the truth.I just wanted to wait for a proper timing to tell you everything so that we could
they were talking about this
about now?” Sebastian grabbed
of his body
pushed the blanket away
chiseled jaw made him look
her as she felt her heart was about to leap
close distance, she could see
surgery.There are still a lot of things for me to do.I have to finish the design for the company as well.And… and there are eggs in the fridge… well, we have to finish them as
arched his brows and listened to her rant about the
do you think you can avoid
and Lauren give me won’t even cover up to half of the surgery fee.I have to find a way to pay for it.Now, I think I have no choice but to borrow money from the bank even if
slowly loosened his grip on Natalie’s wrist.His slender fingers trailed down her hand and
her
have said a lot.Catch some breath
taken aback; she stared at him
crept onto
her gaze,
her palm and
his face; he
in his eyes seemed
get a loan from a
no better than I am. You have no money.Even if you have savings, I don’t think it would be enough
and looked
she drank the milk and placed the glass
Sebastian was rendered speechless.
was indeed unreasonable
least asked me to find a way to help you.I could also ask around for
moment’s thought, Natalie looked
don’t have the habit of depending on others.Hannah is old and weak.I have been solving all the problems myself without seeking anyone’s help ever since I was a child.If I started depending on others, then it
a way.” Sebastian
sofa, his hair bouncing with every
said, stretching
in embarrassment. But her body reacted on its own accord.She nestled in
him and wrapped
quilt from the bedroom?” Outside the window, the
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