Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love
Chapter 52: Do you think she will become angry out of shame?

Chapter 52: Do you think she will become angry out of shame?

When Nan Wan was thrown onto the sofa, she was already in a state where she couldn’t speak.

The lights were turned on; the living room was spacious, without too much clutter or decoration. The style was simple and understated.

Propping her palms against the floor to sit up, she turned her face to one side, breathing lightly, with the back of her head facing him.

Mu Jin Huan stood in front of the sofa, his sharply defined face looking gentle at the moment, his deep black eyes holding a subtle smile.

The woman’s hair was messily scattered, her small face as big as a palm flushed, and her clothes were obviously wrinkled, possessing a kind of disheveled beauty.

On the black sofa, her white, tender, and round toes curled, making a stark color contrast.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he subtly averted his gaze, speaking unhurriedly with a deep and hoarse voice, "I wonder if Doctor Nan is satisfied with such a rogue?"

This man must be doing it on purpose, does he think she’ll be embarrassed and annoyed?

Nan Wan raised a hand to fix her hair, leaning back against the sofa, a flawless smile spreading across her face as she mimicked his tone, "Pretty good."

Hearing this, Mu Jin Huan let out a low laugh, a sound spilling from deep within his throat, making it exceptionally... sensual in the quiet living room.

Turning around, he walked to the dining room, poured a glass of water, and returned to the sofa, "Didn’t have dinner?"

Nan Wan was taken aback, as if a pebble had dropped into her heart.

In the blink of an eye, she regained her previous expression, ignoring the glass he handed over, "Is that any of your business?"

He bent over, pulling up one of her hands, forcefully placing the glass into her palm, but his voice was gentle, just like the color of his eyes, "Drink the water, and stay put."

Steam rose from the cup, the warmth penetrated her cold palm, making her feel very comfortable.

Nan Wan watched as the man took off his suit, unbuttoned his shirt cuffs, rolling them halfway to the elbows, and walked into the kitchen.

His upright back cast a long shadow on the floor.

Surrounded by steam, her vision gradually blurred...

Nan Wan withdrew her gaze, holding the cup with both hands, knees tucked into the bend of her arms, sipping the hot water, the warmth extending to her stomach, slowly warming up her entire body.

Before long, the sound of running water mixed with the noise of chopping vegetables was heard, infusing some life into the otherwise empty apartment.

The man’s suit was on the sofa opposite, Nan Wan stared at the clothes, pondering for a moment, and made a decision.

Her phone and bag were left in his car, and she couldn’t send out a signal for help, cold and hungry like a helpless Lin, at his mercy.

Placing the cup on the table in front, as soon as her feet touched the ground, a chill crept up her heels, and she couldn’t help but shiver.

After taking two steps, she jumped onto the opposite sofa, kneeling on the back of her legs, her eyes glancing toward the kitchen while searching for the car keys.

However, she couldn’t find them after rummaging around.

Strange, they should be here...

Before she could move to another spot, suddenly, a voice interjected, "Looking for this?"

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