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Chapter 145 What If I Like You? Not too far from the hotel, there's a vibrant street. Maggie and Nathael decided to take a nice stroll there and grab ssnacks together.

Even though it was late at night, the city was still lively.

The lights lit up the European-style buildings and scattered art sculptures. There was even a public piano in the square, and street artists were playing beautiful melodies.

The whole vibe of the place was so unique and exotic that it made them feel relaxed.

Maggie and Nathael strolled along. While walking beside him, Maggie experienced a mix of emotions.

They thought back on their lives and realised they'd never had such leisurely time, let alone a peaceful stroll like this.

The street ran alongside the river with a wide stone pathway. It wasn't too crowded, but there was still a buzz, probably because of its popularity as a tourist spot.

Maggie stopped and watched the performers up ahead, feeling a bit lost in a dream.

The night was so enchanting: Maggie just wanted to soak it all in, appreciating the beauty around her.

She wanted to live without being devoured by hatred or hindered by regrets.

To live for herself, to always remember to feel, and to seek joy.

"What are you thinking?" Nathael asked softly, stopping beside her.

Maggie blinked, turned to him, and grinned, "I'm just thinking about you....

Narhael chuckled softly without responding to her words. Then, his eyes glanced over her hand as he gently took it, continuing to walk forward.

His grip was warm and reassuring.

Maggie was stunned for a moment as a weird sensation arose within her as her hand was enveloped by his.

Feeling a bit flustered, her cheeks turned red, but she didn't let go, Matching his strides for a few steps, Maggie sneaked a peek at their intertwined hands.

Was he holding my hand? His fingers appeared slender and well-defined, and his nails were impeccably groomed and spotlessly clean. In the subdued lighting, she could see the exquisite crescent moon gracing his nails.

After sauntering for a while, Maggie gradually relaxed. Soon enough, she spotted a peculiarly shaped structure and enthusiastically proposed, "There's a wonderful sculpture over there. Would you like to take a picture?" "Sure, Nathael agreed. He kept holding her hand as they made their way to the sculpture and found a suitable spot.

11:53 Sat, 18 May Chapter 145 What If I Like You? Maggie took up her phone and requested assistance from a passerby to take a few shots.

"Miss, could you tilt your head towards the gentleman a little more...” "Relax, loosen up a bit more. Perhaps you two can kiss." "Great! How about a kiss? Seriously, not even a little peck?" The spirited young man clicked shots and spoke loudly, apparently dissatisfied by the lack of intimacy between the two gorgeous individuals..

Maggie's cheeks reddened further, avoiding Nathael's gaze.

She couldn't comprehend how she had attracted such a talkative person from the crowd.

"Would you kiss? You both appear so stiff in the spose. Don't be shy, would you like to kiss?" The persistent young man continued, resolute in his determination, until they kissed.

Nathael turned to Maggie with a serious gaze.

"W-what are you looking at?" noticing his gaze, Maggie lifted her head and stuttered.

"He's suggesting we kiss,” Nathael spoke slowly in a low voice.

Maggie was momentarily taken aback by his unexpected honesty. "W-we don't have to listen to him," she stuttered.

In the next instant, Nathael enveloped her waist with his other arm and tenderly pressed his lips against hers.

It wasn't a passionate kiss, but rather a soft and romantic one that lasted a few moments.

Maggie stood motionless, staring at Nathael in bewilderment, her mind blank.

"But I would like to," Nathael replied gently as he backed away slightly.

Maggie flushed, unable to talk for a long time, until the man approached with Maggie's phone and declared proudly, "Look at my photography skills, they're amazing!* Thank you, Nathael said, accepting the phone and expressing his gratitude.

He continued to hold Maggie's hand in one hand while scrolling through photos on his phone with the other.

He had to admit that the man's photography skills were exceptional.

That man took more than ten shots in a row, with only one or two that were not perfect.

He inspected them carefully. Maggie also leaned in and tiptoed, saying. "Letsee.

Nathael handed the phone and told her, “Messageon Whatlater.” "I don't have your WhatsApp," Maggie whispered to herself, evidently unable to let him go.

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Feeling a bit overwhelmed, she averted her gaze, pursed her lips, and gently said, "I'm still angry." Nathael chuckled. "Maggie, don't push your luck," he whispered.

Maggie chuckled lightly. She was going closer to him, tiptoeing and clutching the collar of his shirt with hands. Her brilliant face approached his. "You always say that. What if I try my luck? What would you do to me?" The content is both handlar on novelenglish.net! Her dazzling eyes shone with a tinge of provocation on her face, and her brows were slightly raised. She wasn't afraid of him.

Nathael chuckled, his large palm gently cradling her chin. “Am I spoiling you too much?" Maggie's red lips formed a smile; her glistening eyes teasingly locked on him, and she asked, "Nathael, do you like me?" Nathael stared at her for a while but didn't say anything.

He chuckled lightly, prompting her to turn and continue forward, saying softly, “Like you for What? Like your NO indifference or your deep thoughts? Or maybe like your cunning calculations?"

Maggie furrowed her brow, eager to slip from his grasp. Mr. Harris, I'm I'm such a vain and materialistic woman, you better letgo. I don't want to stir up any trouble or cause misunderstandings," she urged. Nathael chuckled, tightening his hold on her, saying, "Why should I let you go? Let go of you so you can harm others?" Maggie muttered irritably, "You're incredibly stubborn." Would it hurt to admit your feelings? Maggie felt guilty as the thought crossed her mind. If she hadn't been so harsh with her statements before, things might not be as complicated.

Doesn't he like me? Maggie couldn't help but look at him. At one point, the previously certain answer suddenly became. uncertain again.

"Let's grab a bite," Nathael suggested, leading her to a familiar snack shop. He placed their order and spoke. in a gentle tone.

Maggie's appetite was low due to the late hour.

They continued walking along the riverbank until they were tired. Maggie paused on an ancient bridge. gazing at the ferry on the riverbank.

Nathael wrapped his arms around her from behind, joining her in watching the ferry.

Maggie leaned into his embrace, enjoying the warmth. She leaned back against him effortlessly.

Her hair danced in the night breeze, playfully brushing against his face.