Yes, I get it. Dont worry, Nathan, Sonny assured him.
Once they returned to the Paynes house, they parted ways in the winding alley.
Sonny headed back to his own house. He thought that Luisa might have already made dinner and was waiting for him to return.
Nathan, on the other hand, made his way to the NL Fairy Land. He had grown accustomed to preparing warm meals for Lucinda before she returned home.
Lucinda had a busy schedule, managing the Simmons Groups affairs and assisting Cyrus with Noelles treatment.
Now that they knew the type of drug Noelle was given, it would be easier to cure her. But, it was still a complex neurotic illness, and the treatment process was Lengthy.
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Thirty minutes later, Lucinda arrived back home.
Nathan completed cooking the final dish and set it on the table.
Both of them enjoyed their dinner with smiles.
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Before heading to bed, Nathan took a shower.
Seeing his shirt carelessly tossed in the corner of the bed, Lucinda approached to take it. Her intention was to toss it into the laundry basket.
However, when she picked up the shirt, she detected an unfamiliar scent on it.
It was the smell of smoke.
Lucinda didnt smoke. In fact, she had even advised Nathan against smoking for the sake of their childrens health. Therefore, she was quite sensitive to the smell.
Had Nathan secretly smoked today without her knowledge?
The sound of running water from the bathroom ceased. Nathan emerged with a white bath towel drped around his waist. He was wiping the water drops on his head with his strong and good-looking arms.
Inside the bedroom, tension hung in the air.
Nathan appeared bewildered. When he turned around, he found Lucinda seated at the edge of the bed, looking at the shirt he had just removed, and looking quite upset.
Honey? he cautiously muttered.
Lucinda held his shirt delicately between two fingers and questioned with a low voice, Do you have an explanation?
Nathan was bewildered. Explanation for what?
Still trying to act innocent? Are you planning to lie?
She turned around to grab the wooden ruler from the bedside table.
It had been unused for a long time. As she held it, she felt its weight.