NovelEnglishBut clearly, the thoughtful gifts she had carefully picked out were nothing more than props for Felix's grand gestures to others. He despised her so much that he probably felt disgusted even receiving her gifts.
Carol wandered around the living room, spotting that every single one of her presents was there. She couldn't help but laugh at it, and her laughter peeled out genuinely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNathan stood before her, a bundle of nerves, now regretting not having bought a house in Greenfield. Then, at least, he wouldn't have had to watch Carol sit in his cramped living room. She was born with a silver spoon, rightfully nurtured by privilege and wealth, not meant to be in his rundown backyard.
Nathan was yearning for a woman's touch. He wasn't a head-turner like Felix; his features were too ordinary, easily lost in a crowd. When he got that car, swoman at the office started looking his way. He had his fun a few times, but soon she left him for not being able to afford other luxuries.
Later, lan transferred him to Crystalbrook Valley, and upon his return, he got a promotion and a hefty raise.
Then, his good buddy Felix took over the Miller Group and roped him in as a manager. His salary skyrocketed; now he was pulling in tens of thousands a month.
He wasn't without ability; he used to comfort himself with that thought. He just hadn't met the right boss.
Nathan was grateful to Felix, but since Felix had gained so much and didn't care for Carol, why not let her choose for herself? Nathan knew where he stood with Carol. Without the Miller family's crisis, a beauty and heiress like her wouldn't have given him the tof day. The price tag on her casual handbag was more than he could earn in a lifetime.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut things were different now. He could talk to Carol, share a roof with her. Nathan might not have been the most capable at work, but he excelled in devotion. If Carol showed the slightest interest, he was ready to be her loyal suitor.
Now, at the sight of Carol lounging on the couch, his heart raced.
"Today's Christmas' Day. How about you stay here, Ms. Miller? I'll cook us sdinner; I can start right now." "You any good in the kitchen?" "Decent enough." After all, he had been the one to look after his sister since they were kids, honing his culinary skills.
Carol had nowhere else to go at the moment. She didn't want to bother Maja, who was now peacefully expecting her baby to be born; she didn't want her to have any mood swing. So she decided to stay, which seemed like a fine option. "Sure, go ahead. I fancy sshrimp." A gleam sparked in Nathan's eyes; he had just bought shrimp today.
"Ms. Miller, make yourself comfortable. I'll get started right away." Nathan marched into the tiny kitchen with a spring in his step. He was so worried Carol might leave that he kept sneaking peeks from the kitchen door as he cooked.
Carol, resting on the sofa, still exuded an air of elegance despite the shabby surroundings. Nathan's heart burned with desire. If he could sleep with Carol, even death would be worth it. Her skin was so fair, her legs so long. Damn, why did Felix get all the breaks? Maybe it was guilt that made him nearly drop his spatula when Felix's call cthrough. Picking up the spatula, he rinsed it off before answering the call.
"Felix, what's up?" "I got Fiona a little something. The delivery guy will drop it off later; make sure you sign for it." "Oh, that's what it is. Thanks. You always remember to get her gifts. She's been talking about you, wondering why you haven't cover for Christmas' dinner." In the past, Felix would join them for the meal, not staying long but always bringing something for ne Fiona. She was Nathan's sister, the little girl in the wheelchair S "Busy." CFelix's curt reply; he adjusted his collar, "Got a meeting later." mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1
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