Amanda's POV.
Nathan emerges from the bathroom, his body wet and still damp with moisture, his abs well-defined, droplets of water running down the lines of his abs. ,
I suddenly felt resigned again.
Even if you think about it, he will belong to someone else. The thought of it all tormented me appeared in my mind.
Nathan bent down and kissed me on the cheek with a light expression: "What's on your mind?"
I shook my head and forced a smile: "Nothing."
Nathan shrugged and picked me up, and I thought sadly that this was probably the whole day when we were most like husband and wife.
All night he f****d me passionately and tirelessly, making me scream and come as I came so many times that by the end my body was so soft I was unconscious, and in the darkness he enthusiastically, unlike his usual self, gathered my trembling body in his arms. Absently, he kissed my eyes.
"There's something different about you today." He suddenly said.
I nodded my head mindlessly and nonsensically, and now when I spoke it was a sweet moan that I could no longer utter.
"You're very docile at this time." He seemed to be sighing contentedly while I was abruptly snapped out of my warped arousal.
He sounded a lot like he was talking about some kitten or puppy, and I must admit that if he had even the slightest feeling for me, he wouldn't have said such things because it really was enough to break someone's heart.
I want a divorce, I have to get a divorce.
......
While I was fretting about my father, Kate called to talk to me about the good news: "Amanda! Are you free now? Gosh, guess who I met? The client I introduced you to earlier, you remember? The one who asked you to work as a French translator, and today he recommended another client who is very generous, and guess who?"
My heart seized up, and I hurried over to the address she said, and when I saw it, it was an acquaintance.
It was my father's student when he was teaching at the university, andRaymond, Raymond.
"Raymond! It's been a long time." Even if I was in a grim mood, I couldn't help but feel better when I saw Raymond.
He represents my entire carefree teenage years, leaving aside the time when I ran after Nathan without the slightest effect, my teenage years had a privileged life and an understanding friend.
Because of my father, I was very close to him, and in my heart, he was like my own brother.
About six years ago, he went abroad to study and got married there, and we haven't been in touch for a long time. Not to mention that I was too embarrassed to contact him after what happened to my father ......
"Amanda! Look at you!"
He smiled and hugged me, then looked serious and said, "Why didn't you call me after such a big incident?"
I knew he was talking about my father, but it was so humiliating that I had to change the subject, "Let's not talk about that, why are you back in the country?"
"Me?" He laughed, and his tone was spontaneous: "I got divorced."
This was undoubtedly heavy news, I was stunned and asked, "How did that happen?"
"My wife is probably not fit for marriage; she can't even be the most basic of fidelities." Raymond Williams shook his head, as if in pity: "So I took my daughter back home, I hope she can find her true love it, wish her a bright future and a happy love."
I could hear the sarcasm in his words, but my heart was touched.
He just said that the most basic thing about marriage, is loyalty ......
I thought of that strange beautiful young girl, and the intimate text message.
I couldn't help but smile bitterly, so he didn't even do the most basic thing.
I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Kate, I couldn't open my mouth to the Raymond to say the words to borrow money. She probably thought that since we are so close, if Raymond returned home, he would have a solution to the problem I had on my hands.
"What about you?" Raymond looked at me with a worried expression, "I always feel that you are a bit haggard now, have you encountered something?"
He was still the same as he was back then, always gentle when he spoke to me, always thinking of taking care of me all the time.
Unfortunately, I had to let him down this time. I dismissed the idea of borrowing money and said with a smile, "Nothing, I'm probably tired from work lately. What about Ruth? Did she follow you back home too?"
Ruth is his youngest daughter, always loved like a jeweled pearl, this divorce, I wonder if there is a blow to the child.
Raymond seemed to see my concern, he smiled: "Of course, she is with me back home, these days she is clamoring to go out to play. Don't worry, marriage is like this, so stop the negative state in time and get over, my wife likes to play, I am also afraid that Ruth will be hurt by her."
I once again thought of my marriage with Nathan,I suddenly realize that our marriage is strange, we can't even just to remain faithful to each other. Even if it was a marriage by agreement, it only means that he really didn't take me seriously.
Raymond and his ex-wife were together at the beginning because they liked each other, and Nathan and I ......
I don't know what happened, I suddenly felt a little pain in my belly, my brain was in a trance, almost fell to the ground, luckily Raymond reached out to hold me: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"
I shook my head, probably hypoglycemia: "It's okay."
"Are you okay now? Should I call Nathan over to pick you up?"
His suggestion was normal. In any couple, when the wife is not feeling well, the first thing onlookers think of is to have the husband come over to keep her company. But Nathan and I were so oddly married that I was in no position to ask Nathan to come over, and besides, he wasn't going to come over.
"No," I refused, "he's quite busy, I am fine."
Raymond seemed to want to say something, but ultimately chose not to. I knew him well enough to know exactly what he wanted to ask. He wanted to ask me how my relationship with Nathan was going. Why didn't he call him when I was uncomfortable? Unfortunately, these are not questions I can answer, I can only sigh.
"If you encounter any difficulties, be sure to ask for my help, I will help you unconditionally, okay?"
I thanked Raymond for his kindness and was about to nod when I suddenly heard a voice from outside the door.
"Mr. Lancaster, a room has been prepared for you, this way please."
Is Nathan here too?
I looked at the door, it was indeed Nathan, his waist is thin and long legs, there may be a private meeting today, he was not dressed formally, but his face and body is already attractive enough, he is the best fashion mark, the side of the face seems to be glowing.
He took a step forward, lowered his head and said something to the person next to him, and only then did I notice that he was followed by a beautiful young girl.
It was the same one I met in the restaurant that day!
Apparently, Raymond also read it, he looked back at me, I was about to say something, but a wave of more intense pain hit me, I lost consciousness throughout.
Before I closed my eyes, I think I saw Nathan turn back.
Nathan's POV.
I didn't expect to actually run into Amanda here, and when I heard her name being called, I looked back to find her sliding towards the ground, a man beside her holding her tightly by the waist with an anxious look that didn't look fake.
I immediately turned back to take her from the man and instructed my assistant, "Have the family doctor wait at home."
By the time I sat down in the car with her in my arms, I realized that my heart was beating so fast, and that fast wasn't from strenuous exercise, it seemed to be from nervousness.
I looked at her pale face, checked her face and hands carefully, and probed her heartbeat with my palm to make sure she was okay, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.
How could she suddenly faint? Could it be that she was too tired?
I told her a long time ago that I would pay for her living expenses during the agreement marriage, but she still worked around the house, even the matter of eating dinner, even if I didn't come home, she insisted on doing it.
These meaningless things, whether I accept or not, she will not give up.
Looking at her pale face, and the hand that tightly covers her belly, I had a strange feeling. I began to wonder a little, did I not take good care of her?
Although me and Amanda did not love each other, we just get married by agreement because of pressure from parents. It was just a marriage by agreement, but in reason, she is my wife, I have a responsibility to make her better in life, and if something happens to her, I am also responsible.
I carried her back to the family consultation room, the family doctor after a thorough examination, the tone is quite helpless: "Mr. Lancaster, madam does not seem to have a good rest recently, she seems to be very tired, and, she seems to be smoking recently?"
I stared at her, I did not know about Amanda is smoking. And ...... I thought of the man who was holding her up.
I thought he looked familiar, but the thought of them behaving intimately made me feel a little irritable.
Such irritation led me to some poor control of emotions, I wanted to find a reason for such irritation . I think it was because that was the fact that Amanda was still my wife and she was obliged to keep her distance from any man and such behavior was a violation of our agreement.
She slowly opened her eyes and I pushed the glass of water inward, "Why did you start smoking?"
She froze for a long time and didn't seem to respond. I was a bit agitated and asked again, "Why did you start smoking? And, what exactly are you working on these days? Didn't I tell you that you don't need to cook at home."
Amanda's face turned pale as she bit her lip and whispered, "What's it to do with you?"
Such defiance annoyed me, I hate it when people disobey me, and what's more, I was thinking of Amanda's health. Thinking about it, I sounded serious: "Quit smoking from today, and I'll have the maid keep an eye on you."
Amanda immediately frowned and raised her voice: "I said, it has nothing to do with you."
I got a headache, Amanda was younger than me, and I knew from the day I met her that she was naive, fearless, and wouldn't even think about other people for many things, just going for what she thought was right. Not wanting to argue with her, I explained briefly, "At least we are both obligated to keep getting along for the duration of the agreement."
I don't know why the words made her uncomfortable again, her eyes slowly reddened, I sighed and had the prepared milk brought in, "You should listen, smoking is not good for you, neither is being busy, drink it, it's good for you for your health."
She seemed to get even angrier, pulling the covers up violently and assuming an attitude of not wanting to listen or cooperate.