Doubts began to cloud his mind, urging him to leave the comfort of the bed. He put on his slippers and made his way downstairs, eager to find out what was going on.
As he descended the stairs, his eyes fell on Lucinda, standing before the cupboard with a pack of cigarettes grasped tightly in her hand.
The drawer in the corner was ajar, revealing more cigarettes.
His heart skipped a beat, and a sudden chill washed over him.
His handsome face drained of color in an instant.
Sonny had purchased those cigarettes for him earlier. Before he left, he specifically informed Nathan about the drawer where he stowed them.
Nathan had been preoccupied with meetings throughout the afternoon and had been too busy to check it.
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Lucinda rarely checked the drawers. What an ill luck! He had been caught red-handed.
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And he had no idea that Sonny bought so many!
Nathan’s body was tensed and he looked so disturbed.
Seeing his reaction, Lucinda turned around, walked to the sofa, and sat down. Her face was blank.
“Explain this to me,” she demanded, her voice cutting through the tense silence.
Nathan still stood frozen on the stairway, attempting to maintain an outward calmness. He denied, “I didn’t buy them. I don’t even smoke this brand. It must be Sonny’s.”
Lucinda was amused. she peered into his eyes and smiled coldly.
“So, you’re suggesting Sonny left his cigarettes in the living room locker of your villa? For what purpose, I wonder? To tempt you into joining him in a smoke? A shared moment of bliss, perhaps?”
Nathan fell into a stifling silence. His mind raced for what to say.
He swallowed nervously and his eyelashes fluttered as he pondered his next move.
“What goes on in that mind of yours?” Lucinda snapped.
Her anger palpable and her voice grew colder by the second.
“Are you busy concocting yet another Lie to deceive me?”
She flung the pack of cigarettes onto the coffee table as her fury erupted like a volcano.
The sudden noise startled Nathan, instinctively causing him to kneel down.
With lowered gaze, he brazed himself up to confess all his ‘crimes’, his face bearing a mixture of remorse and sincerity.
“I’m sorry! Let me explain!”