Meeting You Was Fate

Chapter 68 Let's Take A Bath Together

Seeing that she didn't want to tell him, Nathan didn't force her to. Anyway, he knew everything already, just not from her.

"How about we go downstairs for dinner first?" Nathan paused. He tried to ask Mandy's opinion. He knew she hadn't eaten for a day, so she must be very hungry now. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"Okay." Mandy raised her head, neither humbly nor forcefully.

In the living room, Lillian had already prepared a table of delicious food. Seeing that Nathan and Mandy came downstairs, Lillian seemed a little reserved and stood quietly aside.

"President Jin, Miss Zhou, dinner is ready," Lillian explained with a smile of satisfaction.

"Lillian, you can go back to your room and rest until we need you again," Nathan plainly replied. He wanted to make sure Mandy did not feel restrained, so he asked Lillian to leave.

Lillian was also glad to hear she could leave. She didn't want to get involved in any matter between these two. She was afraid she wouldn't know what to do if they quarreled again.

"Yes, Master." Lillian straightened her back and left.

The large dining room was left with just Nathan and Mandy. The villa was quiet before, but now the atmosphere became extra still and awkward.

Mandy continued to eat in silence. She thought the food cooked by Lillian was delicious. It tasted like home-cooked comfort food. Lillian didn't know how to cook any Western food, so she just cooked some simple, easy food to get by.

"Hem, Lillian's food is good. I'm pleasantly surprised." She put a piece of Braised Pork with Brown Sauce into her mouth as she giggled.

"Can't you eat properly, Mandy?" Nathan asked. Nathan looked at Mandy's eating style in disgust. He always ate very refinedly and dignified, just in case anyone was watching. He had to act his class.

"Don't worry so much. I won't eat this way when I or we go out for dinner." Mandy waved her hand, freely and easily. She was starving, so she devoured the food in such a terrible manner, which was quite rare for her.

"You have such a clear estimation of yourself. Are you afraid of embarrassing me?" Nathan asked, laughing.

"You won't take me out to meet your friends, so why should I feel ashamed?" Mandy replied in a lisp. Then she put another shrimp into her mouth and chewed it quickly with her mouth open.

"How do you know I wouldn't? I just... I don't have many friends." Nathan gave a self-deprecating smile. There was a tinge of sadness in his cold manner.

Nathan had a lot of acquaintances since he was a child. Nonetheless, his only true friend was Simon. Everyone else always wanted something from him but not himself. If he were not Nathan, they would never have gotten to know him. Thus, he realized early on that most people just used a person rather than wanting to have a real friendship.

Hearing what he said, Mandy paused. She looked at Nathan's careless eyes as she smiled, "Me too! What a coincidence!"

"That is because you have a bad character." Nathan said sarcastically, his haughty eyes staring at her pink face.

Mandy was still eating her dinner quite happily. Suddenly, she said, "Nathan, even if this relationship doesn't work out, let's still be friends in the future."

Upon hearing this, Nathan became upset. He looked at her for a moment and lifted his cold eyes. "I don't care. What kind of friend, anyway? Do you want to put me on the bench?"

Mandy snorted, replying, "Ha-ha, do you think I am that bad?"

Nathan kept silent.

After that, dinner went peacefully. For Mandy, that was rare.

Mandy was still watching TV on the sofa late into the night. At nine o'clock, Nathan carried her to the bedroom.

Mandy closed her eyes nervously, thinking that she couldn't escape this tragedy. Tonight, Nathan wouldn't be so brutal, she hoped. She was still acting like a dying patient, after all.

"Do you want to take a bath with me, or do you want me to help you take a bath?" Nathan chuckled as he whispered this in Mandy's ear.

"What kind of choice is that?" Mandy stared at him, thinking that Nathan was just joking.

"Make a choice. You only have three seconds to choose." Nathan put his arms around Mandy as he looked at her with gentleness and affection–something seldom seen in his eyes.

"Can't I choose to bathe myself?" Three seconds later, Mandy hesitated, but she finally asked. Her face turned red in front of Nathan's flirting. However, in Nathan's eyes, that was even cuter.

"No. But you can choose to take a bath with me, or I'll just make you to take a bath with me." As soon as he finished speaking, Nathan bent down to pick Mandy up in his arms. Mandy struggled so fiercely that her slippers were flung on the ground. Yet it was all useless. As long as Nathan wanted something, he would try every means to get it.

"Psycho! You are a crazy psycho and pervert!" While she was struggling to get free, Nathan had already taken her robe off. He then put her in the bathtub with her pajamas on as if she was a child that needed to be taken care of.

Nathan ignored her protests and said with a doting smile, "Honey, don't insult yourself. You called me a pervert, but don't you realize it comes back to you too? If I am a pervert, then you are a pervert's wife. So, how do you like this title?" Instead of being angry, Nathan only laughed as he outwitted Mandy.

"Who is your wife? Not me!" She glared at him.

"Don't you like this title, though?" "Okay, how about I call you my little, darling Mistress, instead? Is that better, my Darling." Nathan didn't stop. Instead, he began teasing Mandy even more.

"Get out. Now." She clenched her right fist and gave him a light punch on the chest. It was only light to Nathan. Mandy had tried really hard to make the punch hurt.

Nathan was defending himself by taking active moves as he blocked the movements of Mandy's hand with his left hand. His right hand moved itself to her chest. With the sound of water, Mandy's nightgown was removed and thrown out of the bathtub by Nathan.

Embarrassed, Mandy immediately covered her chest with her hands. Seeing this futile action, Nathan wore an evil grin. He moved his right hand between Mandy's thighs.

"You..." Mandy was so nervous that her face flushed red as a cherry.

"What is the matter, Honey? Why are you shy in front of me now? I've already touched every inch of your skin anyway." Nathan grabbed Mandy's hand and placed it on top of his billionaire's gift.

As if being hit by lightning, Mandy's mind went blank. She could feel the heat and hardness in her palm. She felt so ashamed, enough even to die!

"Let go of me, you shameless man!" Mandy didn't dare for her hand to linger anymore on that private spot of Nathan's. She resisted and pulled her hand back with all her strength.

Nathan snickered and just looked at Mandy eagerly. The water in the bathtub was almost full and already reached Mandy's chest.

Suddenly, he saw a terrible scar on Mandy's body. He blinked to see if he just wasn't seeing things. It was totally incompatible with Mandy's fair skin. She was so perfect, so why was there a scar on her body?

Mandy realized soon that Nathan was looking at the scar on her body. It was ugly and long. She didn't want him to see it, so she hurriedly covered her upper body with her arms. There was a trace of fear in her simple eyes, which softened Nathan's horny heart even more.

"How did you get that?" Nathan asked, letting go of Mandy's hand. He was worried. What could have possibly happened to her?