Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 1810

"Sure, Ms. Miller, you can come see me anytime!!"

He said it again, his gaze burning into Carol’s. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Aren't you worried about what Felix will do if he finds out?”

“Ms. Miller.”

The determination in Nathan’s eyes was unwavering, as if he was ready to risk it all for a moment of passion.

“You want the truth? If I have a shot with you, I couldn’t care less what Felix thinks.”

Carol didn’t reply. Instead, a slow smile spread across her lips.

Felix would never have guessed that his buddy would go head over heels for a woman like this, especially for one he never really appreciated. The irony made her want to laugh.

Nathan hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out and gently placing his hand on the crown of her head.

Carol’s hair was so soft, so beautiful. From head to toe, she was stunning. No wonder Felix couldn’t stop thinking about her after just one night.

Nathan used to be slightly envious of Felix, but ever since Carol came around, that envy grew wild, like untamed weeds.

He wasn’t a fool. He knew exactly why Carol was here. But he just wanted to watch himself fall, clear-eyed into the abyss.

Back when he worked at Silverstone Enterprises, he’d caught a glimpse of Carol just once. She was standing beside Maja, her gaze bright, her presence radiant.

Like a burst of sunlight, she scorched his vision, and he knew she was out of his league. He couldn’t even muster the courage to meet her gaze and had looked away in embarrassment.

Once, even earlier, he’d seen her, but he instinctively wanted to forget that encounter.

It was too humiliating. Back then, his boss was always giving him a hard time, keen to belittle him in public, mocking his education.

Drunk to the point of collapse, he’d found himself sprawled out on the curb while his boss and colleagues ridiculed him from the steps above, proclaiming he’d never belong in a place like that.

It was BlueSky Bar, a renowned hotspot in Greenfield.

Only by the grace of a major client had he, his boss and the rest been allowed to glimpse that world.

Never had he thought they’d ply him with drink. Amidst the mockery, he heard a lazy female voice.

“Hey, cut it out, will you? What are you doing at the front door?”

The boss and the rest, sensing Carol’s high status, refrained from further taunts.

Carol didn’t even bother to look at Nathan. She simply intervened slightly, not feeling compelled to play the hero.

She passed by him with Yolanda, but then, as an afterthought, she asked Yolanda, “Do you have any hangover relief in your bag? Toss him one.”

“Yeah, you’re treating him like a stray dog on the street.”

“Yolanda, not in front of him, please. He’s not dead drunk.”

“Alright, alright, my bad. I’ll give him one; I took it with me tonight.”

Yolanda tossed some his way, and linked Carol’s arm, “See, I gave him. Let’s go inside. Tonight, I’m really going to drink them under the table, and you have to back me up!”

Their voices faded into the distance.

Nathan, lying on the ground, dared only to sneak a peek at the retreating figures. He only caught a glimpse of Carol’s delicate profile and a stray lock of hair by her ear. She radiated a natural pride, a relaxed demeanor, looking at Yolanda with a hint of helplessness.

He quickly looked down, swallowing a couple of the tablets before slowly getting to his feet.

Before Felix had made his move on Carol, that was Nathan's impression of her. Now she was different, her neck marked with love bites, her face etched with loneliness, yet somehow the same.

Nathan resigned himself to his fate; he was willing to be played by Carol.

He silently hoped she wouldn’t end up with Felix. He hoped she despised Felix because that would give him a chance to step in, even if it was just for a kiss, anything. Anything would be better than nothing at all!