Chapter 163 An Iron Grip And Trust
It was just that she could not speak the truth. She was not going to wound Zayn’s pride in front of any outsiders. For whatever it was worth, Zayn was still her husband in name.
“Pretty good,” Faye answered with a smile.
“You’re lying.” Nathan stopped walking to stare directly at Faye, wanting to peer into her heart through her eyes.
His brazen gaze flustered Faye. She dared not look him in the eye and did not face him.
Nathan heaved a long sigh. “It’s all my fault. I wasn’t mature enough back then and left just like that, leading you to put yourself into an unhappy marriage! It’s my fault. Don’t worry, though. I’m back now. I won’t let you suffer anymore.”
As he said that, Nathan reached for Faye’s hand right in front of Zayn! He was basically paying no respect to him.
Despite his good temper, Zayn was furious. Taking a step forward, he grabbed Nathan’s hand and spoke with a deep menacing tone, “Keep your hands to yourself.”
With his wrist caught, Nathan was taken aback when
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