Chapter 988
Later, Yulia gently rubbed his arm to get his blood flowing, and then told him to “Take a deep breath.”
Nathan complied, and the result was a long, loud belch.
Nathan might not have the most likable personality, but there was an undeniable elegance that seeped through his every action and word, even when he was cursing, it came with a unique flair.
In terms of manners, belching loudly was an absolute no–no. Now this belch he just let out was both long and loud, a rarity, and it put him in a bit of an awkward spot.
“Ha–ha-” Yulia rarely saw Nathan like this, and she couldn’t help but chuckle.
Nathan’s handsome face turned a shade of red, clearly embarrassed.
“Stop laughing!” Nathan chastised.
Yulia didn’t reply, instead, she turned around to pack up her medical kit.
Nathan sat on the sofa, only able to see half of her face illuminated by the light, her skin so smooth that not a single pore was visible. Her gray, wide–collar striped sweater and skirt gave her a calm and gentle appearance, utterly captivating.
All dolled up for a date with Ronald.
The room’s air conditioning was perfectly set, but Nathan’s mood was fluctuating with irritation.
“What have you been doing all day?” Nathan’s tone was rather harsh, almost accusatory.
“I’ve been working, and eating.” Yulia replied calmly without stopping her movements. She was used to Nathan’s probing questions. He had suggested that she get back together with Ronald, hoping to get rid of her, so it was only natural for him to want to know about their situation.
“Oh… did you do anything else?”
She bent down to put the medical kit under the table, and asked, “Like what?”
Behind her, Nathan’s gaze was cold and piercing, “Like… holding hands, kissing…”
Yulia paused for a moment, then turned to look at him, “You need to know about that too?”
“Isn’t that the most straightforward way to gauge progress? Isn’t dating just a sequence of holding hands, kissing, and then having sex?”
Yulia bit her lip, a chill surged within her.
“… Yes. If it weren’t for Anya’s call, I probably wouldn’t have come back tonight. So, do you think if we have held hands and kissed or not?”
Nathan squinted his eyes, “Seems like kissing is pretty routine for you.”
“Isn’t it normal for couples to hold hands and kiss?” Yulia said, trying to suppress the chill in her heart, then sighed, “You don’t need to rush me. You’ve been patient for so long, what’s the rush now? I know my own limits. Once everything is settled, I’ll let you know. I don’t like being pressured. If you push too hard, I might resist and that would only delay the process, which wouldn’t be beneficial for either of us.”
What was she planning to settle? What was she going to tell him? That she and Ronald had finally taken things to the next
level?
A wave of inexplicable anger welled up in his chest, raging within him. Seeing Yulia’s calm and indifferent demeanor only added fuel to his fury.
“It seems you’re quite eager too.”
Yulia nodded, “I can’t keep clinging to you forever. Do you think you can be my husband for life?”
He closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them, his gaze colder and more domineering.
Yulia’s heart skipped a beat, but the contempt and hatred he subsequently displayed made her feel as if she was plunged
into ice.
“What do you think?”
Yulia forced a smile but said nothing.
The unspoken understanding between them was clear. Of course, he wouldn’t be her husband for life. He was Nathan, and he could have any woman he wanted. Why would he choose her, a woman who had a boyfriend before, who was still tangled up with her ex, and who had once plotted against him?
He could find plenty of high–born ladies who fancied him. In his eyes, she was probably the least deserving, even like an insult to him.
The two of them didn’t speak after that, and Yulia took Anya to wash up and go to sleep.
Nathan sat on the sofa, looking at his thumb where Yulia had just given him a shot. His finger still ached a bit.
Thankfully, Chloe and Damon’s years of efficient work habits had resolved most of the company’s accumulated issues in no time.
As Chloe finally breathed a sigh of relief, a chat box popped up on her computer screen with a link sent by her secretary.
[Ms. Summers, take a look at this.]
Chloe clicked on the link, it was a video.
[Infinity Media’s actress Beverly is getting married to internationally renowned stylist Jacob.]
She raised an eyebrow at the couple in the video.
In the entertainment industry, it was necessary to have a certain understanding of both domestic and foreign circles. Especially for Chloe, she was the kind of person who liked to be prepared for anything.
Beverly was a beauty queen, coveted by major entertainment companies back then, but ultimately chose the steady–backed Infinity Media.
She had starred in a few TV dramas and films, but none had made a significant impact. Recently, she also snatched up a few endorsements and shows from Starlight International’s artists, drawing the attention of the company’s public relations department.
Beverly first came to fame for her role as the third female lead in a martial arts drama where she played a cold–hearted villainess who died for the male lead, winning the audience’s tears and affection with her contrasting character arc.
Even without any works, she managed to stay relevant through airport fashion shows and runway walks.
Beside her was an internationally renowned stylist, who was also her fiancé, named Jacob. Of course, Chloe knew Jacob. Besides being a famous stylist, he was also a friend of Miles, right?
So, who was this Beverly then?
Remembering Jacob’s arrogant and narcissistic demeanor when she saw him at Miles’s studio, she couldn’t help but shake her head. His character wasn’t exactly stellar.
And when Jacob told Miles he was getting married to Beverly, Miles’s expression was clearly off. Was there any emotional entanglement going on here?
Chloe’s hand rested on her desk, her gaze fixed on the news on her screen, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the surface. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Announcing the engagement of the TV drama leading actress and the renowned stylist at this moment was truly high–profile.
Can anyone tell me the novel’s original language, name and author ? i think its Chinese novel translated but I’m not sure..