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Chapter 65 You're So Childish Nathael stared at the tightly closed door, his darkening eyes tinged with self-mockery.

Despite knowing she wouldn't care, he stubbornly refused to leave, as if he could make her feel sorry by staying there.

Tears uncontrollably streamed down Maggie's face after she closed the door.

He doesn't understand that I feel heartbroken for him, that I feel uneasy, that I'm scared... Maggie hastily wiped away her tears, then turned around and opened the door once more.

Upon opening the door, she was met with the man's dark eyes, which looked deep and lifeless.

At that moment, Nathael's Adam's apple bobbed, as if he wanted to speak. His eyes even shimmered at the sight of her.

Maggie felt a bitter pang at that instant.

Although he had made her cry multiple times today, he managed to make her feel like the villain.

He's a cr*ok! He's just been manipulatingand taking advantage of my kindness.

Silently, Maggie entered the room after opening the door. Nathael stared at her back before following her in. Maggie washed her face in the bathroom, tied up her hair, then returned to the living room with the medicine box.

Without meeting his gaze, she coldly ordered, "Letsee your hand." Nathael's pupils were dark as he extended his hand. Their hands brushed lightly-hers warm and delicate, his cool yet sturdy. Maggie examined his injury.

His hands were long and fair, with slender joints; they were perfect for playing the piano.

However, this time, a large, swollen red mark marred the back of his hand. Though there was no blood, his 'self- inflicted' injury brought tears to Maggie's eyes.

Nathael remained silent. He was rarely so cooperative.

Only after a few seconds did Maggie softly inquire, "Does it hurt?" "Not at all." Sensing her shift in mood, Nathael spoke gently, dismissing the injury.

In the next moment, Maggie looked up at him and cried, “You crok! You manipulated me!" With that, she stood up, tears welling in her eyes. She was unsure if it was due to the injustice she faced 394 + 0 Balance: 1 Coins 1 Pearls 12:44 Thu, 16 May o Chapter 65 You're So Childish Nathael pulled her into his arms and wiped away her tears. His Adam's apple bobbed as he asked, "Do you feel sorry for me?" Pushing his hand away, Maggie coldly replied, "No, I'm just afraid that I'd be indebted to you." At her words, Nathael fell silent, his expression darkening.

Maggie applied anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine for him with her lips pursed. She then retreated to the bathroom for a shower, ignoring him, Nathael stayed seated, brooding and dark-eyed. He was clearly in a foul mood.

Suppressing his frustration, he approached the floor-to-ceiling window to make a phone call.

"Inform Jordan to discipline his daughter properly, or I will take matters into my own hands." "Understood." After ending the call, Nathael stood by the window and lit up a cigarette, his eyes dark.

He had lost control. Nevertheless, he couldn't hold back when he saw her laughing as she chatted with those escorts.

After finishing a cigarette, Nathael turned back to the sofa and noticed a thick stack of documents on the coffee table. He picked them up and glanced through them, realizing they were all transfer contracts for assets. Each contract had sticky notes meticulously detailing the current business situation and future. development of the company.

The handwriting, most probably a man's, was gentle yet sharp, clean and elegant.

They were clearly not her handwriting.

Nathael's eyes darkened as he stared at the words for a long tbefore forcing himself to look away and focus on the contracts.

Under the warm light, his expression was serious as he carefully reviewed each contract. He jotted down his opinions on the blank spaces of the sticky notes for two of them before closing them slowly and placing them back in their original position.

Shortly after, Maggie cout of the bathroom, ignoring him as she headed to the kitchen to make pasta. She still had to organize those contracts later and rush back to the Camerons' residence afterwards. She would be busy, so she needed to fill her stomach now.

Hearing smovement, Nathael got up and walked to the kitchen door. He leaned against it as he watched her get busy.

The kitchen was filled with a faint heat, the warm light contrasting sharply with the dark night outside the window, adding a touch of warmth that was hard to describe.

Nathael watched quietly as Maggie ignored him, but she did bring him a plate.

After about ten minutes, she had made two plates of pasta. Nathael looked at the poached egg on his plate and couldn't heln but think of the heart-chaned noached poo she had ordered for him at the hotel before 12:44 Thu, 16 May Chapter 65 You're So Childish "Why isn't it heart-shaped?" Nathael looked at Maggie, who was busy eating, with a displeased expression. Maggie raised her head and gave him a fake smile. He spankedmultiple times today, and I didn't kick him out only because he saved my life in my previous life. How dare he still expect a heart-shaped egg! Have I been too nice to him that he thinks I'm a pushover? Maggie replied calmly. "That's what a normal poached egg looks like." Nathael squinted at her and asked, “What happened to your kind heart?" Maggie didn't even look up. "I lost it." Nathach The next moment, a hand with a pink cartoonish band-aid reached out and took away Maggie's plate. Nathael stood beside her and growled, "Are you this angry, hmm?" "Yes, even more so now!" Maggie, who had her plate taken away halfway through her meal, stomped her foot. Of course, she was livid! Looking into the deep black eyes of the man in front of her, Maggie felt that he was the result of her karma. She reached out, saying, "Give it back."

"Poached egg. Nathael pursed his thin lips. He was usually a dignified and steady man, buxhenow seemed like a bully. He was making it clear that he would not stop until Maggic made him a heart-shaped poached cgg.

Furious, Maggie suspected that Nathael was deliberately humiliating her.

"Mr. Harris, you're so childish." Nathael chuckled, his eyes cold and sharp. He showed no intention of returning the plate to her.

Maggie let out a sigh and stood up. "Fine. I'll finish your plate, then!" After all, he hadn't touched it yet, and there was even more food on his plate than hers!

Without waiting for Nathael to react, Maggie picked up the plate meant for O him, grabbed the fork, and fan a few NO steps away. As she glanced back at Nathael, she quickly stuffed the poached egg into her mouth. Hmph, this man is no match for me! When Nathael saw this, his face darkened slightly. Last time, I didn't even get a bite. Will the sthing happen today?

But Maggie dared not run too fast because she was holding the plate. Before long, she and the plate were in v.e. Nathael's hands. She hurriedly took a bite of the remaining half of the poached egg, clearly not intending to leave him any. This bully doesn't deserve to have poached eggs... Maggie looked up at Nathael with a smug expression, looking as if the had won a fint 12:44 Thu, 16 May