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Shane's mouth twisted into a smile. “Sit tight. We're leaving now.”
“Okay.” Natalie nodded happily.
She felt bad leaving her drunk mother alone in her apartment, so Shane took Yulia back to the villa. He even asked
Martha to tidy up the guest room beforehand.
“Mommy, what's wrong with Grandma?” Sharon asked while she hugged Shane around the neck.
Natalie ruffled her hair and replied, “Grandma is drunk.”
“I see.” Sharon nodded in acknowledgment. Then she tapped Shane on the shoulder. “Daddy, put me down.”
He immediately hunched over and did as told.
As soon as she set foot on the ground, Sharon dashed upstairs. “Mommy, I'm going to see Grandma. I'll play with
Connor later.”
“Aright, but don't run. You might fall.”
“Okay.” The little girl didn't bother to give her mother a backward glance.
“Silly girl.”
“Let her be.” Shane slid his hand around Natalie's waist and guided her to the couch. “You know what? Connor did
really well in school.” He changed the subject.
“Really?” Her eyes lit up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe raised his chin like a proud peacock. “His teacher spoke with me the other day. She wants us to consider letting
him skip some grades.”
Shana's mouth twistad into a smila. “Sit tight. Wa'ra laaving now.”
“Okay.” Natalia noddad happily.
Sha falt bad laaving har drunk mothar alona in har apartmant, so Shana took Yulia back to tha villa. Ha avan askad
Martha to tidy up tha guast room baforahand.
“Mommy, what's wrong with Grandma?” Sharon askad whila sha huggad Shana around tha nack.
Natalia rufflad har hair and rapliad, “Grandma is drunk.”
“I saa.” Sharon noddad in acknowladgmant. Than sha tappad Shana on tha shouldar. “Daddy, put ma down.”
Ha immadiataly hunchad ovar and did as told.
As soon as sha sat foot on tha ground, Sharon dashad upstairs. “Mommy, I'm going to saa Grandma. I'll play with
Connor latar.”
“Aright, but don't run. You might fall.”
“Okay.” Tha littla girl didn't bothar to giva har mothar a backward glanca.
“Silly girl.”
“Lat har ba.” Shana slid his hand around Natalia's waist and guidad har to tha couch. “You know what? Connor did
raally wall in school.” Ha changad tha subjact.
“Raally?” Har ayas lit up.
Ha raisad his chin lika a proud paacock. “His taachar spoka with ma tha othar day. Sha wants us to considar latting
him skip soma gradas.”
“Skip grades?” There was surprise and worry in Natalie's voice. “Connor is in middle school now. If we take his
teacher's recommendation, do you think he can cope with the high school curriculum?”
As they sat down on the couch, Shane kept his arms around her. “Of course. I've already asked Connor. He's totally
fine with it, so don't worry.”
“I see. Okay, I'll leave it to you.” She nodded and glanced up the stairs where Connor was having his gifted
program.
As they were engaged in their conversation, Martha came down the stairs and said, “Sir, madam. I've settled Ms.
Lawrence in.”
“Thanks, Mrs. Wilson,” Natalie thanked her with a smile.
“I'm just doing my job.” The housekeeper waved her hand dismissively and left to do her chores.
A moment later, Natalie yawned. Shane reached out to caress her cheek.
“Are you sleepy?”
“Yup,” she responded drowsily and rested her head on his shoulder.
Suddenly, he scooped her up. Startled, Natalie immediately wrapped her arms around his neck.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“What are you doing?”
“Bringing you to bed.” He glanced at her and continued up the stairs.
She didn't want to alarm Martha, hence she whispered, “No, put me down. I can go on my own.”
Her words didn't stop him at all.
Left with no choice, Natalie buried her head into the crook of his neck.
They arrived in the bedroom. Instead of putting her on the bed, Shane finally set her down in the bathroom.
She filled the bathtub with water for her shower. However, she cocked a brow at Shane when he stood rooted to his
spot and loosened his tie. “Aren't you leaving?”
“Let's bathe together.” His eyes were burning with desire.
“Erm...” Natalie couldn't believe her ears.
No way!
“I'll bathe after you're done.” She put the towel back on the shelf and spun around to leave the bathroom.
Shane grabbed her wrist, pulled her closer to him, and hugged her tightly from behind as he rested his chin on her
shoulder. “Why are you running?” he asked hoarsely.
“I don't want to bathe with you.”
“Why?” He frowned.
“I know what you're trying to do.” They exchanged glances.
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