Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 217

When Natalie fell into the water, she swam to the farthest comer in no time, keeping a wide berth from him.

Perched above her, Brian looked down with an intense and unreadable gaze. He began to strip off his clothes, and it was only then that Natalie cursed her stubbornness. He might have let her go it she had softened and listened to him earlier.

She knew that Brian was the type to yield to tenderness, not force.

Left in nothing but his boxer briefs, he made his way into the pool step by step. Natalie was so flustered that she didn’t know where to look.

“Come here,” he said, his voice a low command.

Weighing up her options, Natalie dutifully came back to his side, her gaze downcast, “I’m beat,” she confessed.

Brian’s earlier words turned out to be his way of teasing her.

He grabbed a big fluffy towel from the side and draped it over her shoulders, pulling her into his embrace and settling her onto his lap.

struggle. Her cheeks flushed from the hot spring

hand gently circled through the towel and pressed the spot where she had been

left a scar barely an inch long. Even through the fabric, Brian could feel it. He had planned to bring her there for a while, knowing

letting out a sigh, “What am I going

weren’t so headstrong, if she would yield a little, they wouldn’t be

of all the wasted years when she abandoned Nate. She was like an ingrate, siding with her mother

his eyes, no woman could be more cold–hearted

against Brian’s shoulder, Natalie didn’t look up at him. She had thought about mending their relationship, too. In the

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a breakdown, her previous struggles with depression nearly

had abandoned her first, discarded her, indifferent to her fate and

a child with another woman, doting on someone else, without guilt for their

it, but

late for all that,” Natalie said with a bittersweet smile,

resting on her