"Mand, it seems that you still don't know me well," Nathan enunciated each word slowly. His thin lips
curled into a mocking smile, making him looked wild and overbearing.
"Why should I have to know you?" Mandy quickly retorted. She was imprisoned in Nathan's arms and
was consistently teased by him as if she was a puppet. She didn't even have a chance to take out her
phone.
"Being my woman, you must know me well. Since you are not qualified in this field, I will help you with
that," he snickered a few times.
Mandy's eyes widened as the alarm went off in her mind instantly. She knew what Nathan wanted to
do. But this was the living room, where Lillian could come at any time. Was he crazy?
Long before she could react, Nathan had already slid his body over her in an oppressive way, pushing
himself hard in his every move as if he was punishing her, like wanting to break Mandy's bones. She
was tossed around by him for a long time until she felt the sourness in her waist and back.
"You are too weak. We haven't yet begun," Nathan joked, calmly watching her.
Mandy, who was still lying on the sofa, threw him a cold gaze. She quickly tidied up her clothes as she
panted for air. Nathan almost suffocated her with his kiss.
"Since we hate each other, why can't we end this earlier? It isn't good for either of us," Mandy asked
softly, and her pure eyes gleamed with different feelings. She might not know much about love, but she
could see and feel that Nathan didn't like her.
"Mandy, make no mistake. You are in no position to say goodbye. The more you resist, the more I want
to tame you," Nathan insisted with a cold smile, his deep gaze penetrating her. It was supposed to be a
warm and blissful scene, having soft yellow lights cast a glow above his head, but it was not. The
moment looked particularly gloomy.
Mandy silently kept all her words under wraps for a long time as she fell into deep thoughts. Yes, she
had no right at all. It was Nathan who helped her. He had promised her that he would let her go as long
as she could be his mistress for one month. But now, she was impatient and wanted to leave earlier
than scheduled. It must be impossible.
"Your cousin invited me to dinner this Sunday." Mandy shifted the topic. Then she tentatively looked at
Nathan. There was a gleam shining in her beautiful eyes that held a silent plea. It seemed like she was
asking for help from him.
Nathan quietly fixed himself and sat gracefully aside, casually flipping through a financial magazine. He
seemed not to care about what Mandy said, and even ignored her!
Mandy self-consciously restrained her inner restlessness and uttered in a low voice, "Your cousin
wants to invite me to dinner. Can I accept it?"
Instead of answering her directly, Nathan just gently smiled. His eyes showed a touch of tenderness
while his straight nose and his pair of thin lips exuded a mixture of a cold and domineering elegance.
"Whatever." That single word was like a wave that deeply slapped Mandy's heart.
'Whatever! What kind of answer is that?'
Mandy abruptly stood up and was about to go out for dinner alone when her phone rang.
When she flipped her phone, it was a call from Fiona. Mandy hastily made her way to the garden house
located outside the villa. She was deliberately avoiding Nathan.
Nathan raised his head immediately as he trained his eyes in the direction of Mandy. A slight trace of
annoyance instantly replaced his gentle demeanor. 'Who was on the phone that she went out to
answer?' he mused.
"Nana, what is wrong?" Mandy whispered as she walked into the garden house, which was as big as a
university classroom. She was looking around while asking Fiona.
"Sis, are you all right? Where are you now?" holding the phone in her hand, Fiona asked worriedly.
"I'm at my colleague's home. Why? What is wrong?" Mandy replied as she continued to appreciate the
flowers in the garden house. When she raised her head, she noticed a white grand piano at the center
of the flower room.
She was briefly stunned at the sight of it. She didn't know why, but she was so mesmerized by its
presence that she could not help but walk towards where the piano was.
"My phone was broken last night, so I failed to call you. Sister, what happened to you and aunty?"
Fiona, who was restless the whole time, hurriedly sat up on her bed. She always felt that Mandy was
acting weird recently. And it puzzled her that Mandy became mysterious all of a sudden since the Zhou
Group incident.
Mandy found a chair near the piano, so she settled her small frame on its firm cushion. Letting out a
small smile, she gently assured her, "My silly girl, I'm fine. I will move back to our house after a while.
Please help me convince my mother not to think too much of it. I will never mess up my life even
though I am away from home."
Fiona felt uncertain, so she pouted and asked, "Are you telling me the truth, Sister?"
"Yes, I am. I'm really fine. Don't worry. Don't forget who your sister is," Mandy reassured and promised
Fiona as she patted her chest.
"That is good. By the way, did Mr. Xu contact you recently?"
"We seldom communicated with each other. We just chatted with each other on and off through
WeChat," Mandy softly replied.
"Last week, I heard an English teacher express her love to Mr. Xu in the corridor of our class. In our
school, that English teacher is the most beautiful. A lot of male teachers are chasing after her. I didn't
expect that she would express her love to Mr. Xu." Fiona was into telling gossip about her school to her
sister.
"So what? What do you want to say?" Mandy smiled helplessly. Young girls were indeed inclined to like
gossiping.
"That English teacher talked a lot with Mr. Xu. I just remembered something like, 'I liked you very
much.' Guess what Mr. Xu said!" Fiona sounded quite excited as if she had seen a good show.
"I like you too?" Mandy tried to guess.
"Ha-ha! Sister, you are so stupid. Mr. Xu didn't say, 'I also like you.' He just said thank you to her then
he added that he had someone else in his heart. The English teacher was so embarrassed that she
almost cried at that moment." As she recalled that scene, Fiona burst into laughter despite her efforts to
hold it in.
Mandy, however, remained oblivious and didn't get the point behind Fiona's laughter. Instead, she kept
calm and implied, "Nana, just focus on your studies. Don't gossip, okay?"
"I see. But I still want to remind you that Mr. Xu may like you," Fiona claimed, getting serious again.
"Don't talk nonsense."
"I'm telling the truth. It is not nonsense. I went to Mr. Xu's office a few days ago to ask him some
questions about my homework. I happened to see that he used your photo as a background picture on
his phone."
Stunned, Mandy immediately asked, "How did he get my photo?"
"Maybe it was from your microblog or WeChat moments." Fiona gave a mischievous smile. She would
like to see Bruce and Mandy end up together.
"Silly girl, hurry yourself up to have dinner. We'll talk on WeChat later." Mandy was deeply disturbed by
what she just heard. It would be troublesome if Bruce really fell in love with her. It seemed that she'd
better not be too close to him. Then all at once, she remembered what Nathan had previously asked
her about who Bruce was!
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