"I wasn’t crying." Hissing her lips, Titus Zane said arrogantly.
A smile started to form in his eyes; Nathan Moore’s dark eyes gradually curved up, his handsome face leaning forward, forehead resting against hers, watching her in the most intimate pose. At this moment, Titus Zane saw her own reflection in Nathan Moore’s eyes.
"Silly woman, when you’re not happy, you should show it in front of your man. A fragile woman is more endearing."
Was momentarily stunned by Nathan Moore’s inexplicable words, and a few seconds later, scoffed and said, "But Jon likes independent and confident women!"
It seemed like a casual remark, but Nathan Moore knew it was a reminder that Jon was her man, not himself.
Punishingly, he bit down hard on Titus Zane’s lips, his teeth clenched as he warned, "Stay away from that foreigner, and don’t have any more dealings with him!"
Just as Titus Zane was about to retort, the ringtone of the cell phone placed on Nathan Moore’s desk rang.
It was a melody of a popular song, quite ordinary, but Nathan Moore knew it was specifically set for Olivia Zane.
His expression contained, Nathan Moore reached for his cell phone on the desk, one hand still around Titus Zane’s waist, not letting her leave.
"Lily?" Nathan Moore answered the phone with no particular emotion in his voice.
"Nathan!" From the earpiece, Olivia Zane’s voice sounded excited, "The doctor at the rehabilitation hospital said that if I keep exercising for a few more months, I might be able to walk with a cane!"
One word spilled out, Nathan Moore’s lips curved up, and his handsome facial contours softened. Watching the man’s changing emotions, something slowly rose in Titus Zane’s heart, uncomfortably, she reached out to pry off the hand around her waist, intending to leave.
However, Nathan Moore tightened his grip slightly, not letting her succeed. Titus Zane had no choice but to turn her face away, her charming eyes cooling down.
"Nathan, aren’t you happy for me?" Seeing that Nathan Moore only uttered one word, Olivia Zane’s puzzled voice came through the earpiece, clearly heard by Titus Zane.
"Happy," Nathan Moore said, his lips still curved in an arc.
Feeling some tightness in her chest, Titus Zane tried again to break free from Nathan Moore’s grasp, but his broad palm still clung tightly to her waist. Titus Zane lost her temper, and while struggling, she yelled unhappily, "Nathan Moore! Let go!"
Over the phone, Olivia Zane’s smiling face stiffened, and her hand clutching the phone unconsciously tightened. When she spoke again, her voice trembled, "Nathan..."
"I’m listening." Over the phone, the man’s voice was gentle and pleasant, but Olivia Zane knew that at this moment, he was with another woman, a woman she hated yet was powerless against.
"Sister... is she by your side?" Olivia Zane bit her lip, wishing Nathan Moore would deny it, even if it was just to deceive her.
Nathan Moore’s dark eyes looked towards Titus Zane, the curve of his lips unchanged, he even leaned closer and pecked her lips in an unguarded moment, saying, "Mhm, brought her boyfriend to visit the company."
Something shattered, seeming to come from the bottom of the heart.
Fearing that Nathan Moore would admit it, yet such a claim was discomforting. Looking at Nathan Moore, as their eyes met and no further emotions appeared on her face, as the man’s smirking lips moved towards her once more, she suddenly turned her face away, avoiding it.
Nathan Moore then said, "Let’s not talk about this now, I’ll tell you some good news when I pick you up tonight."
Although Olivia Zane and Titus Zane seemed to have a deep sisterly bond, he knew well that actually, Olivia Zane harbored some resentment towards her sister, judging from several conversations he overheard that weren’t as harmonious as they appeared on the surface. ...