Inside the sheer curtain, after experiencing a mont of affection, the man and woman regained their rationality. Leaning on Nathan Moore’s arm, Titus Zane lifted her face.
They ca to Saipan for vacation, "What about Lily now?"
"That’s her own business." Nathan Moore played with Titus Zane’s slender fingers, his tone indifferent.
Although they hadn’t done it, "But legally, she is your wife!"
"You are."
Titus Zane...
"Nathan Moore! How can you do this? I only replaced you to receive the Priest’s blessing, it doesn’t count legally!"
Nathan Moore stopped playing with Titus Zane’s fingers, looked down at her, then withdrew his arm and got up, his body bare.
Watching the man’s robust and towering back, Titus Zane bit her lip helplessly, Nathan Moore’s physique was even more attractive than male models on the runway.
Broad shoulders, a tight waist, narrow hips, firm muscles on the arms, a clearly defined six-pack on the abdon, and the rmaid line extending to that mysterious area...
When Nathan Moore turned back, Titus Zane shyly covered her face.
In that Black Forest, even though it was at rest, it was still so noticeable, recalling the passionate scene just now, under him, she actually shivered twice...
Slapping a blue notebook onto the bed, Nathan Moore leaned against the bed again.
"...What... is this?" Titus Zane hesitated to pick it up, looking at Nathan Moore’s eyes, yet she was afraid to open it.
"Look for yourself." Nathan Moore put his hands behind his head and tilted up his chin.
After hesitating, Titus Zane slowly opened the small notebook, saw the photos inside, was shocked, and then her bitten lips started to tremble slightly.
Looking up, she held the notebook in front of Nathan Moore.
"Nathan Moore, is this real? Did you not have soone forge this?"
The man leaning against the bed frowned unhappily, snatched the notebook back, and placed it under the soft pillow at the back while speaking arrogantly.
"Joke, would I forge such a thing!"
"Why?" Sitting sideways on the bed, Titus Zane gripped the bedsheet tightly with one hand.
eting Titus Zane’s eyes clearly filled with moisture, Nathan Moore’s gaze sowhat dodged.
Touching his nose, his gaze shifted aside, and he dismissively said, "No reason."
"Nathan Moore, tell , why?" Titus Zane moved closer, grasping Nathan Moore’s arms with both hands.
Nathan Moore returned his gaze, eting the hopeful eyes before him. He didn’t want to disappoint her, yet he didn’t want to deceive.
Embracing the equally bare woman into his arms, Nathan Moore said, "I was very angry when I found out Lily couldn’t move... I wanted to tie you to my side and torture you harshly..."
Worried that she would not comply, he took their photos to the civil affairs office and registered, just to coerce her if one day she tried to escape.
Nathan Moore admitted that when he registered, it was for his own selfish reasons, but now, he was thankful for his selfishness.
Because of this certificate, the signature of Julian Zane on the hospital’s voluntary donation form was legally ineffective.
Because he is Titus Zane’s husband, so in the family mber’s signature column, only his signature counts.
And he, too, signed three words, disagree!
He also reported to the police, believing that Julian and his wife in T city should still be in trouble now.
"Nathan Moore, you are so wicked!"
Titus Zane frowned unhappily, yet Nathan Moore laughed, "Silly woman, compared to your family mbers, I am only a small fry."
"But why would they do this to ?" Until now, Titus Zane was unwilling to believe that the "mother" who took care of her tenderly would be so malicious.
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