Chapter 81
Chapter 81
Chapter 81 Peyton, I Was Very Patient Tonight.
Her eyebrows and eyes collided with Nolan’s deep gaze. Faint halos danced on his handsome face, making it half light and half shadow.
Just like his contradictory personality, he was sometimes an angel and sometimes a devil.
Peyton was also unsure about this condition. It was a first birthday party organized by Nolan and another woman for their child.
The engagement banquet of the two was postponed. Helena scheduled her birthday banquet in order to announce her identity and status to the world. Helena had long been sending out invitations to entertain celebrities, wishing to make a big fuss and be known by everyone.
Peyton’s ex–wife’s presence at the engagement party was clearly inappropriate.
Although Nolan didn’t say anything, his inherent arrogance was constantly pressuring Peyton, making her feel even more nervous.
Even Peyton didn’t notice that the palm of his hand was oozing with
sweat.
He stared at her earnestly for a while, and finally spoke lazily, “Okay.‘
Peyton received a positive answer, and their tense body quietly relaxed.
She dared not show too much expression in front of Nolan. His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through her calculations at a glance.
The car quickly arrived at the Dalton’s mansion. She knew in her heart
what he had planned.
Jayson Bryant had already opened the car door for her. There was no snow tonight, but the wind was strong. The piercing cold wind seeped into her body from all directions.
Nolan didn’t walk as fast as before, but stopped not far away, seemingly waiting for her.
When Peyton got off the car, he started walking again. Peyton followed him at a steady pace.
She didn’t have a good impression of the Dalton’s mansion. For the upcoming plan, she now had to comply.
The door on the second floor opened, and Peyton reluctantly followed, wearing shoes.
As she stepped into the room on her tiptoes, her body was pressed against the wall, “Nolan…
Her words were swallowed up by the man’s dominant presence before she could even speak.
He showed no mercy. He stormed towards her like a hurricane, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Peyton couldn’t understand, “Why didn’t this man go to find his new love when he returned to his country, instead of holding onto his enemy?”
“He didn’t say he would bump into people!”
She was lost in thought when Nolan had already pulled up the zipper of the down jacket. Sure enough, there was a sweater inside the down jacket.
Without the package of down jacket, she instantly lost her sense of security.
Peyton struggled to separate from him. She placed both hands on his chest and said, “Mr. Dalton, I know you’re in a hurry, but please don’t rush.
In the darkness, Nolan’s hoarse voice came through, “Peyton, I was very patient tonight.
Even if she was an onion, he had plenty of time to peel off her layers one by one.
“I’ll take a shower first. I spent a day at the hospital.”
“I didn’t mind.”
Peyton couldn’t believe that he wasn’t born from a perverted father.
She pushed him hard, “Just a moment.”
Peyton hurried to the bathroom. She was thinking about how to politely and tactfully reject him in her mind.
The door was about to be closed when a slipper forcefully got stuck at the edge. The next second, Nolan’s tall figure squeezed through. NôvelDrama.Org content.
“Washed together.”
He casually took off his suit jacket, revealing the white shirt
underneath.
His slender fingers undid the buttons of his shirt, leaving the collar slightly open. In an instant, he lost his restraint and politeness, becoming carefree and wicked.
Those pitch–black eyes stared at her face, and thin lips parted, “Judging
by your expression, do you have any objections towards me?”
Peyton quickly found an excuse, “I, uh…”
She hadn’t finished her sentence when he forcefully pulled her into his arms. Her limp body instantly lost control. She weakly grasped onto his shirt, as he supported her waist, barely stabilizing her trembling body.
After she stood firm, she instinctively stepped back. However, he gradually pushed her to the edge of the washstand.