"Sorry, I don’t accept pre-marital sex."
Irene Morton spoke subtly, but he said it so bluntly.
Irene’s face turned even redder, and she didn’t look up at him again.
"Oh, then just pretend I never said it. I’ll head out first, you rest early..."
...
Sophie Smith couldn’t rember how long it had been since she went out. She stayed in her room all day, just taking care of the child.
Nolan Davis felt that at this rate, she would definitely beco stifled and ill.
"The weather is quite nice this afternoon, shall we go play golf?" Nolan walked to her side, speaking softly to seek her opinion.
"Sorry, Mr. Davis, I can’t." She didn’t even glance at him, her eyes still fixed on the child in her arms.
Nolan felt a bit disappointed and sowhat frustrated.
When had he ever been so coldly treated? Most won couldn’t wait to get close to him, but the woman in front of him, no matter how much effort he put in to please her, simply couldn’t have him in her eyes.
He sat on the sofa sowhat annoyed, his expression not looking too good. The maid beside him quickly moved aside upon seeing this.
Sophie happened to turn her head and saw Nolan’s slightly annoyed look.
It was then she rembered that both she and the child were bought back from Nathan Land by him at a high price. Although she harbored so resentnt towards him at the ti, if her leaving could prevent Nathan from oppressing Asher Land and doing sothing to hurt him, leaving was a good thing.
But now, her attitude towards him was clearly not pleasing, right?
"I’m sorry, Mr. Davis, if, if you want to go play golf, I can accompany you."
"You don’t need to force yourself."
"I, I’m not..."
"But your face clearly says ’I don’t want to’. "
"..."
Sophie wanted to say sothing more, but suddenly a piece of news flashing on the television caught her attention.
Her gaze followed the direction of the LCD TV, and on the screen appeared a familiar and exceptional figure.
Asher Land...
He always hated appearing in front of the dia, so why would he...
The news broadcaster was a young woman in a blue suit, speaking fluent English that left Sophie puzzled.
Until the end of the news segnt, Sophie didn’t quite catch what was said, only that seeing Asher’s form left her sowhat absent-minded.
He looked better than she imagined. The man on television, dignified and graceful, truly captivating.
"Quite out of the blue," Nolan softly chuckled, making a remark.
"What do you an by ’out of the blue’?" Sophie felt his tone was a bit odd, but she couldn’t pinpoint what was unusual.
"The Third Young Master Land is getting engaged. Didn’t he at least owe you, Miss Smith, a call to inform you, in the na of past affection?"
Engaged?
Nolan could see the shock in Sophie’s eyes. Her expression, her body, were slowly stiffening. Heh, it seed to have hit her pretty hard.
"Oh, right, the fiancée seems to be Miss Irene Morton from Morton Clan Group, the one at the birthday party last ti..." Nolan spoke with a smile she couldn’t see, "The woman who had an affair with the Third Young Master Land."
He deliberately used the word "affair" purely to provoke her.
He was curious to see what kind of image the man, who once claid to risk everything but couldn’t afford to lose her, now had in her heart.
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