My Contract Lover

Chapter 5 Nightmares

Zelia had been thinking about how to maintain the upper hand in her relationship with Nathan after their encounter in the car.

There was no reason why he should be the only one teasing her. She had to find a chance to get back at him.

However, half a month after moving into Mirror Villa, Nathan's residence, she hadn't even seen the man, let alone get back at him.

This day, Zelia sat in the dining room, elegantly eating the sandwich on her plate.

She started talking to the housekeeper, Jack, who was standing beside her, "I haven't seen Mr. Hillton for half a month. Is he keeping another woman outside?"

"Mr. Hillton is busy with work, Madam. You don't need to overthink it." Zelia shrugged, not caring much about Jack's explanation.

She was just making random conversation. What did Nathan's private life have to do with her?

After breakfast, Zelia didn't stay at the villa but went to her studio.

Nathan, who was still in Denmark, let out a chuckle after hearing the report from his assistant, Shaw, during his return trip. He didn't react any further.

Shaw felt that his boss's reaction was too calm. Thinking of the bills from Mirror Villa over the past half month, he subconsciously looked at his boss, wanting to say something but hesitating.

Nathan noticed Shaw's gaze and glanced at him coldly. "Speak."

"Do you think we need to communicate anything to Madam?" Shaw expressed his concern tactfully.

Nathan put the coffee cup in his hand on the coffee table. "When did you forget how to speak properly?"

Shaw knew that his boss was impatient and said directly, "After Madam moved into Mirror Villa, the expenditure list from Jack for the past half month has almost caught up with the total for the past six months." Moreover, Madam was now spreading rumors about his boss. "Do you need to restrict Madam's spending?" Shaw felt that his boss must have been cursed, otherwise, how could he let Madam spend so recklessly?

Nathan recalled the news he had heard about Zelia over the past half month and only felt that raising a "cat" was indeed troublesome, especially a precious breed that had been pampered since childhood.

However, although troublesome, he could also experience different kinds of fun.

"No need, let her spend," He said casually.,"I can afford it."

*****

At 8:00 p.m., the private jet landed on time at New York Airport...

The night was stormy, and the fierce raindrops hit the windshield. The car's wipers swung desperately, trying to clear the rain from the glass, but it was still difficult to see clearly.

The loyal driver helplessly revealed the fact that the brakes had failed.

The Smith couple seemed to have expected this and turned to look at their unsuspecting daughter, their eyes filled with reluctance.

Mrs. Smith caressed her daughter's face. "Zelia, listen to me. There will be some problems. Don't be afraid."

"Zelia, you must remember what Dad said. There's a bag of potato chips in your snack cabinet. Hide it well when you get back."

The car, out of control, skidded on the rainy road and crashed directly into the mountain along the highway. To make matters worse, rocks fell.

No!

Zelia suddenly opened her eyes and found herself lying in bed.

Since the car accident, this nightmare has continued.

That night, she and her parents had attended a social event and were involved in a car accident on their way back. Of the four people in the car, only she, who had been tightly protected by her parents, fell into a coma. The other three died on the spot. The sudden car failure and her parents' last words all told her that this was no accident. But she couldn't say anything because this could only be an accident.

After waking up, she went home and took out the bag of potato chips her father had mentioned. Inside were a gemstone and the Smith family's emblem seal.

Then, the once mighty Smartine Group collapsed.

Zelia walked out of the bedroom and went to the bar on the first floor, her mind preoccupied.

Only the wall lamp was on at night, and it wasn't bright.

Zelia took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet and began to drink. She didn't even notice the man approaching.

"Shiraz from the year 1962, you do know how to choose."

Zelia was startled and subconsciously leaned back, falling right into the arms of the person behind her. Feeling the man's body heat, Zelia turned sideways. "Why are you here?"

Nathan turned Zelia around, confining her between his arms and the bar, and reminded her kindly, "This is my house, Mrs. Hillton."

"That's right, this is your house." The woman looked listless, without her usual brightness and radiance.

Only then did Nathan realize that his little cat seemed to be in a bad mood today.

Zelia seemed to be a little drunk already and handed the bottle to Nathan. "Want some?"

"How much have you had?" Nathan took the bottle and found that his little cat didn't seem to have a poor capacity for alcohol. Even this low-alcohol red wine could get her drunk.

The little cat made a fuss for a while before collapsing on the bar counter. Her slightly narrowed eyes and the blush on the corners of her eyes indicated that she was drunk.

"Nathan!" Drunk people were unreasonable, and she insisted on pouring the wine from her glass into the man's mouth. "Why aren't you drinking?!"

As they jostled each other, the wine spilled.

The rich, dark alcohol flowed down Zelia's collarbone and finally disappeared into the collar of her silk pajamas.

Nathan's eyes darkened, and he didn't care if Zelia could understand him now. His voice was low and husky. "Zelia, I don't serve for free."

The person in his arms mumbled something unintelligible before being enveloped in his presence.

The faint rose scent on Zelia's body suddenly became apparent, intertwining with Nathan's calm, woody scent.

"But I don't have a home," The soft, coquettish voice was right next to his ear, and this time Nathan understood.

He didn't know whether it was compassion or some other emotion he had never felt before, but the man sighed softly, "This is your home too."

The warm night light was quiet. In the dim room, the two embraced...