Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 215

His gaze flickered subtly as his right hand swept beneath the hem of her blouse, reaching toward her lower back.

Natall his touch, stirred slightly, and was about to push him away when she felt the

warmth of his palm, akin to a heated pad.

As his hand gently stroked her back several times, the comfort eased her resistance, and she couldn’t be bothered to protest anymore.

She was exhausted. Waking up before dawn at four in the morning and not hitting the sack until midnight had taken its toll. Natalie rested her head for a while, her eyelids soon starting to battle against each other.

The warmth from Nate’s palm, feeling like a hot water bottle, did wonders as it rested on his car

seat.

Brian glanced over at Natalie. Too exhausted to maintain her usual anger, she had obediently dozed off.

A soft look briefly crossed his face. He had just returned that afternoon, hearing from Bagot that Natalie had been busy with no chance to get her signature. Noticing that Natalie’s and Lundy’s names buzzing on social media, he decided to drop by personally.

he had managed to swing by the school auditorium to give a speech, attend a meeting, and observe Lundy and Natalie for a

confirmed it was all media fabrication.

hastened their reporting, not daring to encroach a minute more

car reached the estate, Natalie had fallen

turned his head, and silently watched

by the car, Bagof couldn’t help but softly prompt Brian

brief pause, Brian gently scooped Natalie into his arms and carried her out

scene unfold and couldn’t help but think they looked like father and daughter.

crowd watched in silent curiosity as Brian carried

Brian closed the door behind them, someone couldn’t hold back a whisper, “Doesn’t that woman look familiar?”

murmur of agreement spread among

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witness Brian carrying Natalie into the VIP room, and she froze in place. Her companions instinctively

ages, being told he was tied up with work.

out, he was tied up with another

a hushed tone. “Isn’t Brian only close to Madelyn?”

lightly nudged