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.

spring steam, and

through the towel and pressed the spot

had left a scar barely an inch long. Even through the fabric, Brian could feel it. He

name, letting out a sigh, “What am

she would yield a little,

Nate. She was like an ingrate, siding with her mother

his eyes, no woman could be more cold–hearted than Natalie.

She had thought about mending their

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previous struggles with depression

her, indifferent to her fate and their child. How could

had moved on, fathering a child with another woman, doting on someone else,

didn’t care about it, but she

that,” Natalie said with a bittersweet smile, her

resting on her scar,