Pocketing her phone, the smug girl said, "Mr. Thornton, I didn’t lie to you, did I?"
Colt Thornton’s beady eyes were fixed tightly on the girl, "Was it really you that I had those wild romps with before?"
"Of course, Mr. Thornton. You like to enter from behind and you also like it standing..." As she brought these up, the girl felt no shyness at all, and with those words, she spread her hands in front of Colt Thornton, "Now you can give me my payment, right?"
Colt Thornton curled his lips into a smirk, a cold laugh escaping him as he gave the girl another thorough up and down look. This chick had a decent figure, if lacking somewhat in the looks department. But her youth was her advantage, far better than the old tigress back at home.
"Talk is cheap. I’ll only know for sure after a try." Colt Thornton’s lustful eyes had already undressed the girl many times over in his mind.
The girl hadn’t yet grasped Colt Thornton’s meaning, her brows knitting in confusion as she asked, "Try? How so?"
With a sly twist of his lips, Colt Thornton grabbed the girl’s arm and headed for the room he was staying in.
"Didn’t you say it was always you rolling in the sheets with me? Now I’ll verify it personally, whether it really was or not!"
Although it should have been a tense situation, the girl was surprisingly thrilled.
If she could cling to the towering tree that was Colt Thornton, she would never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of her life.
Nathan Moore returned to T City that very day.
On the hospital bed, Olivia Zane was leaning against a pillow, her pale face looking frail.
"Nathan, I’m sorry for making you worry."
"What are you talking about?" Nathan Moore knitted his brow as he sat down on the chair by the bed, "Why are you in the hospital again, weren’t you almost fully recovered?"
"Ah..." Before Olivia Zane could speak, Ariana Evans who was peeling an apple beside her let out a sigh, "It’s that old injury from when she fell down the stairs. When she was resuscitated, a great deal of medication was used. Olivia has always been frail, and it aggravated her heart, so now any small emotional disturbance can cause suffocation."
This was the same explanation Olivia Zane had given Nathan Moore three years ago.
At that time, he trusted Olivia Zane completely, so Nathan Moore didn’t pursue the matter. Now, he felt there was something off about this explanation. Wasn’t it said that medication irritates the kidneys? How could it induce heart disease?
It seems he would need to ask Evander Lancaster one of these days.
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Nathan Moore looked up at his mother-in-law across from him.
Ariana Evans paused in her apple peeling, and looked up at her daughter lying in the bed. Olivia Zane pressed her lips together and said, "It’s all because I was too anxious. I wanted to recover quickly, so I increased my exercise."
It is well-known that people with heart disease should not exercise strenuously, and Olivia’s explanation seemed sensible enough, especially since she had already primed the nurse, telling her to say that it was during exercise that Olivia had had the attack. Although the nurse didn’t understand why the lady would say that, she agreed nonetheless.
"You really can’t let people rest easy, can you?" Nathan Moore frowned disapprovingly, his tone still gentle, yet lacking his previous indulgence.
He had intended to have a frank talk with her, but now... he could only delay it for some time.
"Nathan, I’m sorry, I was too impatient." Looking at Nathan Moore, Olivia Zane pursed her lips, her colorless face appearing incredibly fragile.
"Silly, what’s there to be sorry about." Nathan Moore raised his hand to gently ruffle Olivia Zane’s hair, a casual gesture that made Olivia feel as though eons had passed.
Once, he used to be with her often, but now, it seemed he hadn’t been intimate with her for a long time.