NovelBookChapter 0608
As my thoughts ran wild, | somehow drifted off to sleep in Tabitha's room. When | opened my eyes again, the sky
was dark.
I sat up in a panic, fumbling with the door lock before finally getting it open. The moment stepped out, the door
to the room next to mine opened as well.
Nicholas stood there, his timing impeccable. | couldn't tell if he had calculated the exact moment I'd wake up or
if he had been listening to my movements all along.
His gaze softened. His tone was unbelievably gentle as if our earlier conversation had never taken place.
"Awake?" he asked.
Still dazed, | nodded and asked, "Where's Tabitha?"
He lifted his wrist to glance at his watch. "She's asleep in the room. Want to check on her?" "She's already
asleep? What tis it?"
"10:30 p.m."
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| closed my eyes briefly, nodding before shaking my head. The strength | had been clinging to suddenly left me,
and | slumped against the doorframe, exhaling sharply.
Nicholas reached out to steady me, his hand supporting my waist. ‘Don't lean against the door. It's cold."
Before | could respond, he pulledinto his arms. His low voice resonated with a calm reassurance.
"Tabitha isn't just your child. You don't have to stay tense every second. I'm here too. You can rest."
His words eased the tightness in my chest. | responded faintly. "Alright."
The next moment, my feet left the ground. Startled, | clung awkwardly to his neck. His smile deepened as he
teased, "Scared to death, huh?"
"Putdown! | can walk!" | protested.
His method of carryingwas hardly proper-his arm locked around my waist, deliberately makingcling to
him. And he even dared to comment on my fear.
| glared at him, my frustration rising as | caught the mischievous glint in his eyes and the slight movement of his
Adam's apple. At that moment, | wanted nothing more than to bite him.
"Hold on."
Maybe the way | was hanging onto his neck, putting all my weight on it, made him
uncomfortable. He shifted his hand to supportfrom below, giving my hip a light pat-just like he had done so
many times before.
Before | could react, | had instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. | stiffened in shock, a shiver running
throughas my ears burned like fire. | immediately started to struggle.
Nicholas dark eyes glinted with a faint red tint. He sucked in a sharp breath, his voice husky. "Don't move. I'll
carry you downstairs to eat. You're not wearing shoes.
"| don't mind the cold," | snapped.
| deliberately kept my tone icy, hoping he wouldn't notice the redness creeping up my ears. The last thing |
needed was for him to misread my reaction and ass| had feelings for him.
Before | could finish, his palm landed lightly on my hip with a smack.
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The warmth of his palm against the thin fabric of my clothes was almost indistinguishable from skin contact. It
didn't hurt, but the intimate sound was loud.
| buried my face in his shoulder, keeping silent. He deliberately avoided the elevator and chose the stairs
instead. If | said anything now, who knew what he might do next?
At that moment, | despised how leisurely his steps were. They were graceful to a fault.
The short trip down a few flights of stairs felt like an eternity. By the the setdown in the dining chair, my
face was flushed a deep crimson beneath the curtain of my hair.
The crystals on the chandelier overhead cast shimmering, multicolored reflections around the dining room.
At that moment, Nicholas couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat when he saw the shy, almost girlish
expression on my face.
How long had it been since he had seen this side of me?
He hurried into the kitchen, bringing out the dishes he'd kept warm as if they were precious treasures. One by
one, he placed them carefully on the table.
Watching his attentive movements, | found myself noticing something unfamiliar in his usually unreadable eyes-
a flicker of emotion | couldn't quite describe.
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