Chapter 032
Nathan
I took a sip of my wine, not tearing my gaze away from my wife. Nicole always managed to look stunning, no matter what she wore. Even in her simple office outfit—just some slacks and a top—her curves were still noticeable, making me feel a bit uneasy in my seat.
She was laughing with—what was his name again? Kramer? Right, Andrew Kramer. The head honcho of their department.
I let out a frustrated huff as I noticed the lovesick look in the eyes of the ash-gray-haired guy beside her.
"Mr. Maxwell, are you okay?" Mr. Griffith might've noticed where I was looking at and heard me.
"Yeah...'' I nodded, leaning back against my seat, but my eyes were drawn to them again, particularly to where Kramer's hand rested, right at the small of her back.
Nicole didn’t seem to mi
