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Loose 45

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    <b>Chapter </b><b>45 </b>


    Nathan dropped his gaze<b>, </b>looking <b>sad </b>and helpless<b>. </b><b>“</b>No, <b>it’s </b>not that. <b>I </b><b>just </b>wanted to know what someone <b>as </b>beautiful and kind <b>as </b><b>you </b><b>really </b>looked like. I had this blurry memory of you, and I couldn’t get you out of my mind.”


    I looked <b>at </b>him, his <b>face </b><b>so </b><b>sincere </b>and almost heartbroken. I sighed, feeling a bit helpless<b>. </b>“Alright, now you’ve <b>seen </b><b>what </b>I look like. Wish granted. Can you stop following me now<b>?</b>”


    “I’m not following you. I just…” Nathan seemed like he wanted <b>to </b>say something more, but he stopped when <b>he </b><b>saw </b>how serious I was. He nervously fidgeted with his fingers<b>, </b>his voice softer. “I’ve just always wanted to take you out for a <b>meal</b>.”


    That made me smile. “Mr. Hallman, you really don’t need to be so formal. Honestly, that donation came from the Hob family. If you want to thank someone, you should treat Jared instead. He’s the <b>real </b>benefactor here.”


    Nathan shook his head. “No, I know the money was from the Hob family, but if it weren’t for you, that money would’ve never made it to me. It’s always been you.” His voice grew more urgent, and his eyes burned with intensity.


    My breath caught as he looked at me with such sincerity. My heart raced,pletely out of control.


    “Let’s talk about thister, when I have time. I really need to go now,” I said quickly, not wanting to continue the conversation.


    Nathan looked like he’d been infatuated with me for years. If he was telling the truth, he’d been obsessed with just a blurry image of me all this time.


    Just a glimpse of my silhouette had been enough to make him hang on to me for years. Now that I was here in person, he <b>was </bpletely crazy about me.


    Nathan stood there, watching as I got into my car. Only then did he turn and get back into his own car. As our cars passed, the back window of his car rolled down, and he gave me that intense, soulful look.


    I gripped the steering wheel tightly and refused to meet his eyes. I wasn’t just some married woman. I was a mom. I wanted him to keep that in mind.


    It was getting dark when Jared knocked on my office door. “Come on. I talked to Yvonne, and she agreed toe home,” he said.


    I stood up, ready to go to Sally’s vi with him.


    On the way there, Jared suddenly reached out, took my hand, and started casually ying with my fingers. “About those new <b>designs </b>today, did you reallye up with them?”


    I just replied softly, “Yeah.”


    “How did youe up with them? I never realized you were so full of surprises,” Jared said, genuinely curious.


    I gave him a quick look and shot back, “Well, that’s your fault. You never bothered to get to know me. You only cared about my looks, not my mind.”


    Jared looked surprised for a moment, and under the streetlights, I noticed his ears turning a little red.


    <b>“</b>Are you ming me?<b>” </b><b>he </b>asked, his voice low and almost maic. If this were in my previous life, and he spoke to me like that, I wouldn’t have let him off <b>easy</b><b>. </b>


    But <b>now</b><b>, </b><b>I </b><b>felt </b><b>nothing</b>. All <b>I wanted </b>was to pull my <b>hand </b>away <b>from </b>his palm.


    <b>“I’m </b><b>just </b>feeling <b>sorry </b><b>for </b><b>myself</b>,” <b>I </b>muttered.


    <b>“</b><b>So</b>, you <b>are </b>ming me,” Jared said, reaching for <b>the </b>ring finger <b>of </b>my left hand. “Why haven’t you put the diamond ring on yet<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    “Tomorrow’s the weekend, so <b>I </b>was thinking of going with <b>Melissa </b>to check it out,” I replied casually.


    “How about I go with you?<b>” </b>Jared said, clearly trying to y the part of <b>the </b>caring husband.


    I shook my head. “No need. You should spend time with Yvonne instead.”


    I thought it was time for Jared to give Yvonne more attention. After all, whoever was stuck looking after her would end going crazy.


    But here was the funny thing. When Yvonne was with Jared, she would act like the perfect angel with no tantrums, screaming, or drama. But when she was with me, she would act like a little tyrant, totally unreasonable.


    It looked like even kids knew who to pick on–the ones who wouldn’t fight back.


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