Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 2135

Nathan’s face darkened as he brooded over the situation.

How could Jennifer try to take Lucinda away from him?!

Lucinda gently stroked Nathan’s furrowed brow while smiling.

“Honey, it’s getting late.

Let’s go take a shower and head to bed.

”

Nathan, frustrated, trailed after her.

It wasn’t until they were inside their room that he spoke up in a low tone.

“Lucinda, that was crossing a line.

You were actually considering sleeping with Jennifer and leaving me with Hilliard.

”

With a click of her tongue, Lucinda responded awkwardly, “No, I just made that up.

I didn’t really plan to.

”

She then made her way to the bathroom, aiming to wash away the lingering scent of alcohol on her body.

As Lucinda started toward the bathroom, Nathan’s hand shot out and held her wrist in a firm grip.

He then drew her back against his sturdy chest.

Caught off guard by the sudden movement, Lucinda felt a rush of dizziness.

Nathan then pressed her against the wall.

“Honey?” she murmured.

Nathan dropped his head and brought his nose very close to hers.

His warm breath, mixed with the scent of alcohol, brushed against her face, causing her to blush and feel warm.

“You… What are you doing? We can do this later.

Let’s take a shower first.

”

Lucinda tried to wiggle free from Nathan’s firm hold as she sensed the intensity in his eyes.

Despite her efforts, Nathan’s grip remained secure.

He leaned in close to her ear and said in a low and enticing tone, “Honey, you’re not behaving very well.

After you take a shower, I’ll need to teach you a lesson.

”

His hand drifted down along Lucinda’s waist.

Even his breath was heavy with anticipation.

“It’s our first day in Tysonia.

Well, you can have your way with me,”

Lucinda said, finally relenting.

She arched an eyebrow seductively and asked, “What do you think? Am I a good wife?”

Nathan scooped her up with firm resolve and made his way to the bathroom.

“You’re the best, honey.

”

*

In the hotel room next door, Hilliard sat on the edge of the bed and waited endlessly.

Jennifer hadn’t emerged from the bathroom yet.

The persistent sound of running water was the only noise that filled the air.

A flicker of concern crossed Hilliard’s face.

He approached the bathroom door and gave it a gentle knock.