Lucinda stared at him.
As he knelt down earlier, a loud thud reverberated. He was kneeling on the cold marble floor tiles.
That must have hurt. Her heart ached. Her eyes flickered to the cigarettes on the coffee table, and she resisted the urge to help him up and soothe his knees.
Then she pointed to the soft carpet by her feet and instructed, “Kneel on this.”
Nathan felt so much pain coming from his knees.
He rose to his feet, stumbling slightly and grimacing in pain.
Yet, he quickly composed himself. He tried to appear fine as he approached Lucinda with cautious steps.
Her watchful eyes never left him, meticulously observing his every move and gesture.
Just as Nathan was about to kneel down again on the carpet, she said, “Assume a squatting military posture.”
Huh? Squatting?
He stood there, momentarily stunned.
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Lucinda peered at him. Her voice dripped with coldness as she said, “Didn’t you hear me clearly? Do I need to repeat myself?”
“No, I heard you,” Nathan responded hastily.
He obediently assumed a squatting military posture, one knee touching the ground and his back straight.
In this position, he appeared upright and serious.
However, plagued by guilt as a result of what he had done and overwhelmed by Lucinda’s formidable presence, his confidence wavered and his spirit diminished.
Lucinda’s gaze shifted towards the cigarettes on the coffee table and she said, “This is your last chance. Think carefully.”
Nathan nodded obediently.
“I’ll tell you everything.”
He chose his words carefully and said honesty, “The cigarettes are indeed mine. I did ask Sonny to buy them for me, but I had no intention of smoking.”
Anger surged within her chest.
Lucinda took a deep breath and said, “Still seeking excuses for your actions? It appears you’ve done this countless times in secret. Tell me the truth, how many cigarettes have you actually smoked?”
“What?”
Nathan felt wronged.