After ying around in the underground parking if some time, Nichs and I finally got into his car, driven by hunger and dizziness
Although it waste, the streets were still bustling with activity. Neon lights flickered across the various buildings, exuding an atmosphere of prosperity and indulgence. At some point, he had cleared out the entire top floor of the city''s tallest revolving restaurant.
remembered something Yasmine had told me back in school. She said that some people woulde to the city, but end up just working hard to earn money.
Apart from higher wages, their lives were no different from back home since they couldn''t enjoy anything.
I hadn''t thought much of it at the time.
"You''ll know what a real big city is when you can spend 30 thousand dors in one night on food and entertainment," I had said, feeling superior due to myfortable family background.
But now, in the face of Nichs'' grand gesture, my once-proud words seemed insignificant. I felt a bit overwhelmed.
After all, in the four years of our marriage, I had never experienced such luxury. No one had ever indulged me like this.
The man who now attentively pulled out my chair for me before taking his own seat across from me seemed like a different person altogether.
The waiter came to serve our wine, and just one sip had me
entranced. It felt as though, in my 25 years of lethed only just avverged from unrequited love. I had never been in a rdorshipN?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.
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Ironically, my love life had only be richer and more colorfull arter. I had given up on love.
Nichs, who was everposed and refined, sat across from me), eating with graceful manners. Truly powerful people wouldn''t need to boast about what they had done for you.
he had spent a fortune, yet this was still just a simple dinner. For a while, the only sound that could be heard was the soothing melody
of the violin
After dinner, I toyed with the stem of my wine ss and asked him. Were you serious when you said you let your guard down with me?
There was a gentle light in his eyes He picked up his napkin and elegantly dabbed at the corner of his mouth before replying, "Have I not treated you well?"
"You''ve been very good to me," I said with a smile. "So good that it feels a little unreal."
"Don''t overthink it," he said before standing up and gesturing toward me, inviting me to join him. "Enjoy the moment."
Both of us had been taught from a young age that social dancing was second nature to us. His invitation was perfectly executed, and his posture was impable.
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Though he wasn''t smiling, the gentle aura he exuded was enough to charm the violinist ying nearby.
"Mrs. Hawk, dance with him! We''ll y for you." The waiter pped along, encouraging us.
I chuckled and looked at Nichs. "Honey, are we dancing right after dinner?"
As soon as I ced my hand in his, he grabbed it and pulled me up. He wrapped his arm around my waist and leaned in closer to whisper in my ear. His words were even hotter than the breath he exhaled against my skin. "There''s a more intense workoutter."
The waiter slyly took pictures with his phone, but I no longer hesitated. I gently ced my fingertips on Nichs'' shoulder, and we began to move.
Whether it was because I hadn''t danced in a while or because it was my first time dancing with him, I kept making mistakes. His hand on my waist gently caressed me, reassuring me.
"Don''t be nervous. Just follow my lead."
As the melody flowed smoothly, I gradually found my rhythm. For a brief moment, I wished time could stop right here.
I wished there would be no betrayal or nder in my life and that my mother was still alive. I wanted to still be in love with him, even if he only saw me as his wife while he himself was trying to fulfill the role of a husband.