NovelEnglishNina took the heavy bag from the young man's hands. "If you won't tell me, then don't help. I'm not used to accepting help from strangers." "Take it easy!" the young man was worried that she might fall from exerting too much strength and tried to caution her.
Nina placed the bag in the bicycle basket and prepared to leave. She rode slowly, aware that the young man was still following her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNina glanced at him, her patience wearing thin. She got off the bicycle and raised her voice, "Why are you following me? Either stop followingor tell your boss to cout, or I'll call the police!" Seeing her fierce demeanor, the young man hesitated. He received sinstructions through his earpiece and decided to leave.
Once he was gone, Nina continued her ride but could not shake the feeling of being watched. She wondered if someone had been keeping an eye on her the entire tshe had been staying at home. Determined to find out, she pretended to lose control of her bicycle, wobbling dangerously. "Ah..." She almost fell but was caught by a strong hand. Turning around, she saw a cold, familiar face.
Her expression hardened as she pulled away. "It's you!" Nash's eyes were distant, maintaining sdistance between them. "What do you mean by 'it's me'?" Nina stared at him and asked in a sharp tone. "You've been having people follow me, haven't you?" "I was just passing by," Nash replied, his voice devoid of emotion. "I saw someone struggling with their bicycle and helped. It turned out to be you." Nina did not believe a word but did not want to argue. She knew that if he did not want to admit, he would have a hundred excuses to cover up the truth. én.swNina pushed her bicycle with a mocking smile tugging at her lips. "Well, thank you, kind sir, for your help. I'm heading hnow, and we probably aren't going the sway. Your car is faster, so I'll be off Goodbye, and let's never meet again!" With that, she got back on her bicycle and pedaled away, ignoring him.
Nash watched her retreating figure, frowning slightly. He could not feel at ease without seeing her safely home. With a cold glance, he ordered, "Follow her!" The car silently trailed behind her.
Nina saw the car in her bicycle's mirror. Despite pedaling slowly, the car seemed to move even slower, clearly tailing her.
Nina had endured a lot of mistreatment from Nash recently. Even though she had already vented her frustration at him, the resentment still lingered.
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Seeing him only made her angrier, ruining her day. She stopped again and turned to face his car. Nash, reading the situation, rolled down the window. Nina's tone was far from pleasant.
"Mr. York, why are you tailing me? Didn't we agree we're not going the still sway? You're still tailing me, Do you want to followhome? We're already divorced, that house is mine. now. I've done everything you asked. What more do you want from me? Are you here to mock me?"
Nash's face remained impassive and his eyes were fixed on her. "This road sroad doesn't have a sign that says only a you can use it. Can't I drive on it too?" "Are you driving on this road or stalking me?" Nina demanded. X
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