Chapter 0545

"You were walking just fine earlier. But now, you're saying you can't move?" I muttered under my breath.

Nicholas glanced up at me. "What did you say?"

"Nothing," I sighed.

Since he'd already moved in, there was no way I could kick him out tonight.

Lowering my head, I picked up the bag from the floor and took a few steps toward the bed. Without caring whether the bag was clean or not, I tossed it onto the bed.

Nicholas' breath hitched, as if caught off guard by my actions. He stayed silent, saying nothing.

He shifted his leg slightly, trying to hook the bag with his foot. Every movement of his thigh set his muscles into motion, and the creases of his gray boxer brief deepened in shadow. All of a sudden, he turned back to his sexually attractive self.

tries, he failed to pull the bag up.

with sadness as he said, "If you didn't want to bring it to me, you could've just said so. I wasn't forcing you.

The effort made the

"Just leave."

his voice calm as he folded his clothes. Yet, it carried

sorrow.

up to smooth it out, his arm revealed the tattoo of my face, staring back at me in

my muddled, fleeting thoughts vanished. I wanted to ask

face onto his skin? Was I really

even the death of our child-he still

send Claudia abroad, the chance for us to build

what meaning did this

yanked me out of my spiraling

voice was low, and every

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